Jade Fern Grove he's got looks that books take pages to tell

Sriracha walked with his head down, plunged beneath the layer of ferns as though searching underwater. It would be easy to miss something, buried beneath all of this greenery. When winter came and the plants died out, Sriracha had a feeling they'd make many a discovery about this territory. 

It was very easy to miss something and very easy to be surprised by the sudden movement of small prey in the underbrush. One such surprise came when Xan suddenly spoke up, suddenly appearing from beneath the ferns. Sriracha would admit to jolting a bit in surprise. Xan, holy shit, he swore. Sneaking out of nowhere, damn. He laughed nervously, then strode forward to greet Xan with a good old nose poke. I'm looking to see if there are any old dens laying around. Want to join me, amigo? Two heads are better than one, after all, and he always appreciate the company.