Jade Fern Grove Kinik

Figment didn't spot the other wolf until a moment after he spoke, but he offered her a smile as well. She was younger than the other, to be sure, though he could exactly place her age. His thoughts went to Meerkat and he tried to compare the two. How old had his sister been when she looked like this girl? He gave up on that line of thought quickly, knowing he wouldn't remember well enough and that it mattered very little anyway.

His brilliant green eyes turned back to the male as he spoke. There was nothing in his tone that suggested Figment was unwelcome, so the Redhawk settled a bit more, though he did somewhat worry he might have to pronounce that mouthful of a name at some point in the conversation. He spoke of Rivenwood wolves and a girl named Druid--both unfamiliar to him. Fig gave a sympathetic half-smile, half-frown.

"Ah, I unfortunately can't help you with that," Figment replied, "My family and I are new to this area. We are settling in Emberwood, a forest just West of here. This is actually my first time out to get to know the neighbors. I don't know of Rivenwood, or of the girl you're looking for."