Jade Fern Grove guiding us home where ever we are

it was the voice that first stirred her, pulling elowen gently from the cocoon of calm she’d wrapped herself in. for a fleeting moment, she hesitated, a flicker of tension bristling beneath her skin, but the tone was soft, almost melodic, and it smoothed over her nerves like a balm.

when baby blue eyes fluttered open, they met pale fur bathed in moonlight, a figure who seemed more like a dream than reality. she studied the stranger quietly—no threat in her posture, no sharpness in her gaze. soft in stature. the tightness in her chest melted comfortably at the sight, meeting the woman's gaze gingerly.

her lips twitched into a small, almost shy smile as she shifted to sit upright, though her frame remained loose, unguarded. “hello,” she murmured, her voice soft like the rustling of leaves. the she-wolf’s accent carried the lilt of distant lands, foreign but not unpleasant, and her words held a careful warmth that put elowen at ease.

"oh, yes—" she stammered when she realized she was only staring, following her words with a nervous laugh. Her gaze lingered on the stranger for a moment before drifting upwards, tracing the stars scattered across the indigo sky. "the night often feels kinder, somehow. softer."

she hesitated, her tail curling lightly around her paws as if seeking some anchor to the earth. "and you? you sound like you’ve traveled far. do you always follow the wind?" there was a gentleness in her question, genuine curiosity paired with a soft, timid smile.

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