Jade Fern Grove i hope the roof flies off and we get blown out into space

ridgeback watches as his chuff does as it is intended and the the blue-eyed boy looks up at him. straying gaze watches as the flower flutters, drifting leisurely down to the ground as the blue-eyed stranger startles to his paws. hello, ridgeback greets in return, a small dip of his head given. it strikes him to be courteous as he had been the one to let out the chuff after all, even if its origins had been more to do with making sure he could pass thru without issue. just shelter, a gesture is given towards the canopy where snow drifts from grey dark sky. don't want to be caught out in a snowstorm.