Jade Fern Grove Kinik

Fig cataloged the names of these packs in his head. It wasn't good news, but he wasn't certain if it meant that he and his family ought to change their plans. It didn't seem there was any reason for Ursus to have done what they did to Rivenwood, but Figment was still hopeful there had been one, and it was not a mistake that he and his could make.

He went on then, sharing more dire news. Illness, dying herds, the strong taking advantage of the weak. These were not the things he'd been hoping, or even expecting, to hear. "Thank you for letting me know," Fig replied after a moment of thought, "Not the sort of news one wants to hear, but that doesn't mean  we don't need to hear it." He glanced between Issorartuyok and the young girl, sympathy in his eyes.

"What will you do?" Fig asked, curious. They had clearly lived near enough to this to be affected by it all. Perhaps they had an example to follow.