Lost Creek Hollow breakfast at tiffany's

In finding her sister, there was plenty more to do. Like, figure out who it was she was, now. For months she had introduced herself as "Quill". Even to this lot of wolves, that was who she was in name... but, it was never, she supposed, who she had been at heart. She was Eshe. The woman simply did not want to be known as the woman whose past conquered her; she wanted to conquer her past. It still caught up to her in the form of Bhreac... which, wasn't a bad thing. She departed from Bhreac to return to the new homeland and investigate it while Bhreac herself got to know the Valley she now would live in. She didn't get to explore it fully yet... but, intended on it.

Her snout rustled the earth and then she moved to press the whole of her body into it. The Endore tried to think differently of everything now. I am Eshe again. It was strange, to align herself with the past like this... but, Bhreac was alive. While she refused to think or hope that any others survived the ordeal—an avid hater of feeding on false hope—one had... living, too. Spirited and much the same. It was she herself who had changed to some degrees... subtle but, still significant. Could she ever go back to the optimist she had once been instead of the realist she had become? Could she find her old spirit?

@Riordan