Jade Fern Grove Silver Sheen of Shacklebrook

Neon has been traveling inland more so than usual. Despite the fact that she was never a big dweller of the beach and the sea, she enjoyed the taste of fish and the smell of the salty fog. something about it pleased her and fulfilled her in an unexplainable way.

however, the adventure so far has been plentiful for the noble. the woodchuck family she had managed to stumble upon was a test of her hunting. they were fast, moved underground, and probably had a better sense of predicting things than she. and after a tumble in the loose dirt and a failed first attempt, the girl holds a smaller and younger woodchuck within her teeth. this one was a lucky catch, as it had an injured leg and thus had a harder time escaping.

she hadn't settled to eat yet, as she was looking through the endless ferns for somewhere comfortable. crickets chirp quietly, though they grow silent when her heavier footsteps grow near. upon her walking, she can see an unusual color glimmer under the breaks of light from the grove. grey and black, and ivory too. 

as neon grows closer, she offers a polite chuff as her plume wags behind her in a friendly manner. who was this pretty girl before her?