Jade Fern Grove Sitting flat on your bum doesn't buy any bread.

I am so sorry for keeping you waiting.

The young one stopped in her tracks when he spoke, and just stared. She meekly spoke back, telling her name, Esma, and that she’d been searching for “food”. He wondered why such a young pup would be out here all alone. She must have a pack nearby, he first thought.

“It is good to meet you, Esma.” He replied kindly, “What food are you looking for? It’s been slightly scare, especially up in the bypass.” It naturally occurred to him that perhaps, should she need help, he could give her a leg off this groundhog, but he would wait it out first.