Jade Fern Grove was destroyed by global warming

set for september 25th

The coffee and cream fae wandered back into the Grove, she found the area quite peaceful and felt pleasing to rest in. The jaden vegetation was pleasant to look at with her bicolored gaze, as it all felt like a scenery from a dream. Aerasha enjoyed the smooth ground, as her paws easily walked in the pathways. Occasionally did a creek come by, and she would walk by it and follow.

So she was doing, a pleased drowsy smile upon the dames face as Aerasha walked along the creek, gently humming to herself.

Set to present date, as agreed?

Whatever was the outcome of Nunataq's clash with Indra, the teenager still felt sour towards the whole thing and therefore avoided her and the rest of the Bearclaw family. She spent her time, meandering near borders, checking out, what other Lost Creek Hollow members were up to and, when this got boring, went to wander in the surrounding territories. There was a particular gratification in leaving - not only she left her troubles behind, but also knew that her staying out far and late would be a source of worry. And she wanted to make them feel just a hint as bad as they had treated her.

But no self-respecting wanderer can live on nothing for long, therefore despite Nunataq's determination to go far, far away and never, ever come back, lasted only up to the Jade Fern Grove, where her thoughts were diverted to the tasty smells around. She tracked a little here and explored a promising hole in the ground there, did some digging and eventually found herself by the river, where she took a drink. And when she looked up, she realized that she had company - a very familiar wolf was coming her way.

She recognized Aerasha, recalled that they had played, but had forgotten, why it had not ended well, because so many troubles of different and grander kind had happened afterwards. Therefore she greeted the lady from afar with a rather polite: "WRUFFF!"

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A rather delightful encounter she thought, as her bicolored gaze wandered toward a familar brown wolf who only barked at her from afar. The one who spoke no words and of only sounds, a pleasant encounter long ago. She gave the usual lethargic smile, perhaps a tint of mischief remembering the previous events of their meeting, and gave her own greeting back, "heeeeey.~"

"What are youuu doooing.~?" Though she knew that no reply would come back, Aerasha commented nontheless on filling the silent void with her own lazy voice. She was unaware of the pup's predictament, especially with Bearclaw Valley intertwining with Lost Creek Hollow, but she could always smell the scent of others on Nunataq. Just this time, they smelled very familiar. Upon meeting a few in the pack by the creek, she recognized the scent. It wasn't on the young on before, sooo what happened?~

Aerasha's friendly demeanour was like a warm hearth and for Nunataq, who had been in the affectionless winter for a while now, came close with a lot of eagerness in her step and a broad smile in her lips. It did not matter that the lady was too laid-back and a little weird, or that she had literally sat on the teenager the last time. The important thing was that she did not belong to Bearclaw wolves and that she was nice. This kind of reasoning just showed, how very young and inexperienced Nuna still was.

The she-wolf had not changed the least, if only - could it be that she had got a bit smaller? It did not occur to Nuna that it might be the other way round - she had grown taller and the other had stayed the same. Oh, well, no sitting on her this time at least. With the inspection of all the important parts, being slightly rude in regards to the personal space done, the girl stepped back and bent down in a playful bow. Maybe a game of chase could interest her?

Aerasha was generally friendly to all, regardless if they had met or not. Danger seemed to oblivious to the fae, as she paid little care toward the matter, knowingly or not. She simply went through life how it was, neither caring about being the protogonist or a side-character, and took pleasure at all angles. She enjoyed especially the interaction of others and their various of expressions, so she naturally enjoyed the one who was in silence, and only wanted to play as a pup always does.

She got up, and took her sweet time to adjusting to the same position. Rather lazily did she follow into the playful bow and cocked her head in wonder, curious on what the other so desires to do. However figuring it was a game of normal banter, she held a a tint of mischief while waiting for the other to make the first move, "will it be fuuuun?~"

If Nunataq's mind had been burdened with elaborate verbal skills and expressions, and also been familiar with the human world, she would have compared Aerasha to a pretty, pink, sickeningly sweet, but hard to resist cotton candy. Maybe someone had tipped some mojo in the candy cooking pot, because, how else could a person be so laid back and with a devil-may-care attitude?

But all of the above-mentioned stuff did not bother the mute girl. While independent, she was still hungry for attention and nice things in her life, so, it was no wonder that she threw herself at the first person, who was treating her in a friendly manner. Hopefully, the lady was not going to cook and eat the kid that was eating her gingerbread house in the forest.

"WURRRR... WURRRR...." playful growls resonated in Nunataq's throat one after the other, while her tail kept wagging excitedly and she bounced to right and left, warming up for the chase. And with a starting shot of a loud "WRUFFF!" she suddenly sprang to the side and loped in a circle around Aerasha, plopping to the same play-bow again, in order to see, whether she had got the message and whether she was going to join in.

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Aerasha was a rather lazy creature, though she was interested in the play. However with her rather slow movements, a paw slowly stuck out as she tried to return their rather quick play of running in circles. The message was recieved, and she was pleased to meet the other again and continue on in their games. Though like a cat rather then a wolf, she stuck out a paw in a playful matter to paw at Nunataq, as the creamed fae smiled softly at the other. They were so cuuute.~

Nunataq's chosen playmate was not a fire-cracker, but a bubble-gum. Unless you chewed it had not inclination to move on it's own. It was a bit of a bummer that there would be no rounds of racing, but - oh, well - you had to deal with what you had got. Therefore the girl snapped at the outstretched paw and changed her tactics from simple gymnastics to being annoying and fast. She aimed to nip at the lady's feet and, regardless of whether she succeeded or not, she would rebound from the lady, in order to do another quick attack again.

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Aerasha let the other nip at her feets, but looked unaffected by the 'attack.' Nor' did she flinch or make movements, and instead patiently waited for the other to draw back, before providing her own play. Though as the pup was quite faster then her own movements, the fae's was late on the attack she wanted to attempt, which was physically moving her body right onto Nunataq.

Somewhat like a bodyslam, she would desire to lay on the other once again. Though if she didn't manage to trap the other with the same trick from another day, she was more then happy to try and give the girl a trip with an outstretched paw.

Though Nunataq did not hold any grudge towards Aerasha from the time, when the older wolf had attempted to make a flatbread out of her, but she had not forgotten the candy-sweet lady's preferred mode of attack. Just because her opponent was slow, did not mean that she was not smart or cunning. Nuna had learned that last time and veered away just in time not to be slammed in the ground again. She was light-footed fighter, who excelled in speed and small, but well-aimed attacks - being pinned down was the death to her. Would always be, because she would never grow up into those brawny type of wolves like Rannoch, Terance, Stigmata and Treason.

She did decide to push her luck a little though by trying to slam both her forefeet into one of Areasha's unprotected flanks.

Such a shame her attack wouldn't work a second time. Aerasha would have to keep it as a surprise, just as the little ferret before her did her own surprise attack. Nunataq was quick to get to her other side, but even then her soft head slowly followed, eyes keeping track, watching the one before her slame her paws on the unguarded side. She succeeded, and pushed Aerasha backwards.. Though as a rather plump figure, she had a steady foothold, it wasn't easy to get someone to move her.

The fae tried once again to literally thrust her hips toward Nunataq, hoping to give a playful slam at the side or even a slap of her long, wispy tail at the other.

In that brief moment, which passed between Nunataq's attempt to shove Aerasha and, when her hip hit the cheeky teenager's bony butt, making her lose her footing, the aspiring mercenary learned two things.

One - plump wolves are like fluffy, fat stones. Just because they are slow, does not mean that it is easy to topple them over. Especially by a lean bean-stalk that Nuna currently was.

Second - they could use their mass not only to sit on you, they could also make it in a powerful weapon - a well-aimed swing and "bham!" the light-weight opponent is whisked away like a piece of dirt.

With these two things imprinted firmly in Nunataq's mind for eternity, she fell to the ground, cast a confused look around and while she gathered her limbs and coordinated them, she laughed. It was a new and a little unsure sound that she uttered, but, when she gazed over at her opponent, her smile was genuine and amused.

Now, this was fun! She thought and pranced away for another round of being an annoying bitey wasp.

Aerasha was smiling delightfully as she chuckled along Nunataq. As an adult, many would think she was far too childish to be acting how she normally does, or think that something is seriously wrong. Though she was simply a wolf, living a good life, and enjoying what the musicals have to show for her. Her relaxed nature has often led to others being uncomfortable, but it seems she often does good with the younger ones.

Her smile turned to one of mischief as she watched the other get up for another game. So when she was getting up, Aerasha turned around, and ran. Perhaps not one of superior speed, but a decent pace for a good game of tag as her head looked back, a look of daring toward Nunataq, almost saying 'come and get meee.~'

A chase! Nunataq's features lit up, when she understood, what kind of game the lady was offering, and did not have to be told twice. She ran after her, catching up fairly quickly attempted to nip at the older wolf's heels and then sped past her, because it is rather difficult to come to a sudden halt, when you are driving 130 km/h (well, wolf speed equivalent of this). Instead she made a large loop, zig-zagging among trees and came leaping back at her playmate to see, how far she had got.

Aerasha was the type who for sure, didn't push herself to use that much energy. She had a good start at first, but it became obvious that she slowed down as soon as she felt even the tiniest bit of tiredness. It was a good reason to why she was a bit plump, though wouldn't dare to admit it to herself. Despite how odd the princess was, she still cared about her own appearence, and held a small (big) ego on her own looks.

She could never match one who was so young, and had such energy, "Woaaaah, you wiiiinnnnn.~" Nunataq was way ahead of her, that she immedietly admitted defeat while making a poor attempt at a slow catch up to the girl.

The cotton candy lady was smart in regards of saving energy, where it would be needlessly wasted, but boring to the energetic cub, who had tried again and again to engage Aerasha in a game that matched her level. But her playmate refused to yield in a very calm and ascertained manner, therefore rather than feeling annoyed, Nunataq actually was curious and... was learning a different, more cunning way to say a big, fat NO!

She blew off steam by running few laps around the forest and then panting, sides heaving from all of the exertion and her tail almost dragging on the floor, she returned to the lady and sat down to rest a bit.

She watched her companion run along, presumedly to release the excessive amount of energy she had by running around the forest perimeters, which she didn't bother to chase along. Aerasha sat down and peered curiously around, wandering if Nunataq would even come back for that matter. A silent one, which was interesting to say the least for a more talkative fae. Though she was very much enjoying the companionship.

Aerasha felt pleased when the other came back and sat down, looking very exhausted. Something not even she would do during puphood, which most likely contributed to her more pudgy side, "Had fuuuuun?~" The creamed lady asked, peering over to her.

While human engineers were climbing walls to come up with an engine that never stopped, mother Nature had done her own experiments and created Nunataq. Hardly ten minutes had passed, when teenager's breathing rate had calmed down and her exhausted features were refilled and rejuvenated by the energy juice from the secret stash somewhere in the girl's body. She was back to the energy level one and ready to boost to a hundred, if she was given a chance.

But she would not pester her cotton candy friend today anymore, she offered her a toothy grin and a single bark both in response to her question and also as a "goodbye". She began to head home.