Jade Fern Grove instinct is something you polish

@Vidar

The quiet sound of chirping had pulled him away from Journey’s side for a moment and set his course through the wood and into a richly green grove. He moved slowly through the foliage, stopping to sniff where he would catch the stray scent of a woodchuck that had scurried away moments before his passing. If he had been hungrier, Brave might have risked the opportunity to chase the animal. He drank in the flavors of the thicket for several long seconds before his limber frame moved through the nearest patch of vibrant green ferns and into a low clearing.
 
In the center of the clearing there was a small patch of flowers that appeared to be spirited into life by the stream of sunlight that was breaking through the thick overhead foliage. The petals were vibrant orange and deep sultry purple. The patch appeared to be almost circular in shape, though some of the flowers had started to spread into the shade, sprouting up in small green clumps. Brave lowered his head and sniffed them, catching the distinct fragrance of other wolves nearby.