Jade Fern Grove we've got honey dripping through our veins now

mahler had gone out again, searching for praimfaya. perhaps she had come back to a nearby territory to tend her wounds. he had revisited the site of the attack, and this time he had followed the cat. but both sets of tracks were beginning to pale. the gargoyle guarded a short distance around them.
hunger spoke in his body, and with it, a reminder that sequoia could not be tasked with feeding all four children alone. and so he pulled himself from their mother's trail, and headed into the glinting emerald leaves that marked the grove. several game trails here, and he too distracted to focus upon any of them.
but there was something here he did know, and it was the duskfire tint of ice and taiga flowers. he cut through the trees, stepping forward in relief and hardly registering that the beta carried anything. "a mother has left rivenvood. my co-leader. her children are still young enough to need her, so i am concerned." the words, tumbling, and then nothing.