Jade Fern Grove was destroyed by global warming

If Nunataq's mind had been burdened with elaborate verbal skills and expressions, and also been familiar with the human world, she would have compared Aerasha to a pretty, pink, sickeningly sweet, but hard to resist cotton candy. Maybe someone had tipped some mojo in the candy cooking pot, because, how else could a person be so laid back and with a devil-may-care attitude?

But all of the above-mentioned stuff did not bother the mute girl. While independent, she was still hungry for attention and nice things in her life, so, it was no wonder that she threw herself at the first person, who was treating her in a friendly manner. Hopefully, the lady was not going to cook and eat the kid that was eating her gingerbread house in the forest.

"WURRRR... WURRRR...." playful growls resonated in Nunataq's throat one after the other, while her tail kept wagging excitedly and she bounced to right and left, warming up for the chase. And with a starting shot of a loud "WRUFFF!" she suddenly sprang to the side and loped in a circle around Aerasha, plopping to the same play-bow again, in order to see, whether she had got the message and whether she was going to join in.