Jade Fern Grove just a young gun with a quick fuse

Silverfish totally welcome to crash in at any point!! <3 <3 <3

While he was lost in quiet thought, it was the silver form of Silvertongue that came to view, now. She was radiant in the setting of the sun—her own features closed off in unceremonious discontent, and he found himself shifting his weight, put off far more by the lack of humor found upon her than the scent that clung to her and crept to his nostrils.


He dipped his head down, champagne gaze studying her intently. “Silvertongue,” he beckoned, his tone coaxing her, an invitation to join him by the tree as he gently nudged the hare toward her—a meal shared.