Jade Fern Grove Stay Gold

Blazing eyes and scathing words, and the ghost of a snarl. Reverie wilted under the girl's venom, undoubtedly deserved but distressing nonetheless. I'm sorry... She repeated softly, though it wouldn't bring the birds back. I can't fix it, but... is there anything else I can do? For you? Honestly, she figured the girl would ask for food. No one starved by choice, did they?
But that was an assumption she wasn't ready to make. Not when the girl blazed with so much silver fire, as if the woods were alight even in winter. Too cold for fire here, perhaps, but not too cold for hers. Reverie was fascinated despite her dismay, but cautious all the same. She never could run from fire, but she knew enough to avoid grasping for the flames.