Jade Fern Grove dad's on a hunting trip

a wild puppy being a total and complete brat appears!

with his father’s absence dawning upon him, the tartok spawn paces the borders for the first few days after he initially notices. it isn’t particularly unusual but the days wear on and on and on and vex, of whom every hour feels like an eternity while he’s impatiently returning the patriarch’s return grows restless. he stalks the borders like a wraith; a boy playing at legionnaire, playing at king.

whatever he’d meant to show kaertok when he realized his father was absent from the bypass has long since flitted out of his mind.

the golden rays of the chilly sunrise draw vex from restless slumber and draw him out of the safety of the borders and into the multicolored ferns — some of which were taller than him. the deeper he trudges into the sea of emerald, olive, and apple, the more his anger grows until he’s maliciously trampling the ferns underpaw; grabbing the leafy fronds of the ferns taller than him in his teeth and tugging them until they snapped away.