Jade Fern Grove i love her, can't leave her

Bhediya was right, he knew. . .but that didn't stop him from feeling disappointed. His ears swiveled backward, his tail drooping. Och, weel, if it can't be helped, he muttered, glancing apologetically at Lolita. I trust Bhediya. If she says Easthollow is a good place, then it must be.

But would he go with her? This complicated things. He was excited to see Lolita, no doubt, but moving to Easthollow would mean moving farther from Bhediya. His captivation for the woman knew no bounds; to sever himself from her side felt wrong. 

He was meant to be with her, he knew it. There was no other way.

Let me accompany you to the new pack, at least, Pygmalion insisted. He shifted his attention to Bhediya. Ehm. . .where is it, exactly? That would be helpful, for starters.