Jade Fern Grove have you no idea you're in deep

she offered a thanks as she pushed through the thicker ferns, taking the cool patch of ground he offered quickly, sighing at the relative coolness of the dirt and the shade. "it is. we've claimed the maplewood and its neighbouring plains; it's a good territory." she liked the man at once, pausing her panting as the coolness gradually seeped through her fur, ears flickering a moment in thought. 

"to hunt, mostly. we've got three whelping mothers, but the pack is - not at it's best." it was a lot to disclose, she felt, but the sterling envoy felt that she could easily trust the man beside her. besides, "not at it's best" was a nice way to describe what exactly was happening within their ranks.