Jade Fern Grove slay the nemean lion

A light smirk was prompted by what she considered to be a compliment. There was nothing quite like being memorable. After all, she thought that they’d cut a fine image, showing up as a united band of wolves who went full-out in search of revenge. If nothing else, it made them seem powerful- not the type to betray or belittle.

His comment about her career choices, however, made the joy fade from her eyes, like a puddle drying in the sun. Patient? Was this his way of telling her she wasn’t ambitious enough?

He fished- she would bite.

”It’th growing,” She aired. ”We’ve had more join thinth wintuh, an’ children born too.” She said. She turned her keen gaze to him again, wetted with appetite. ”The Rithe growth- an’ one day, it’th gonna be mine.”