Jade Fern Grove lay upon my big brass bed

the grove had quickly become a favourite place, besides the Hollow, or course. it was verdant, green, and bursting with all signs of life. if she'd never found her current home, she might have been content to live here, though she supposed even this beautiful place might become lonely. 

not today, though—she glanced up from playing with the current further upstream to notice the approach of another. she chuffed a greeting, pulling her forepaw from the water and regarding him curiously, waiting for him to finish and look up to her of his own accord before she began speaking.