Walk the lands we seek to call home

Fern chuckles happily as Zephyr takes the berry from Puff, the huge bird clearly happy that the Hallows will be taking the grove as their land. Syanna happily shows the large Zephyr more berry bushes and Artorias meanders over to her. As Art watches his ward, speaking with the love of a parent for a child, Fern looks to the tall Aegis with a wide smile. Gently she asks, “So Art… when are there going to be little puppies for Zephyr to play with?” She can see he is a great dad and, with his marriage so newly minted, surely, he and Briar have been trying to get pregnant. A chuckle escapes as she looks to her mentor mirroring his movements as he plucks a berry from the crushed bush and pops it in her mouth.

The sweet, tart juice coats her tongue and Fern savors the taste as Artorias brings up a good point about the climate. She suggests, “Perhaps we could gather clippings from some berry bushes that only grow up north and bring them here.” Art calls to his ravens and Fern looks over the land, mentally picturing what it will look like when they have carefully cleared and tended to the land. A smirk tugs at her lips as the birds speak, the juxtaposition of their two accents, mannerisms, and coloring make the two ravens seem like quite an odd couple. They soon fly off and she falls in step with the tall leader and teacher and student survey the land together. They banter easily, teasing each other like a brother and sister would while still keeping a careful eye out.

After a while, Art calls for everyone to gather back around and Fern waits for the others to show. Once everyone is gathered, the leader informs them to make their final checks and the gray girl dips her head before trotting off to do one more quick survey. Satisfied that this land is perfect for them Fern returns to the group, her lips stained with different berries juices. Once they are all gathered, the group makes their way back to the castle.


"Fern Lark"