Lost Creek Hollow can't do without you

[ Hopefully it's OK if I respond? (: ]

The black she-wolf was slowly gaining strength and was out doing her own personal patrol. She had wanted to go with someone else, but the main camp was empty and her paws were itching to move; she just couldn't wait. As she sniffed around the borders, she thankfully smelled nothing but Lost Creek Hollows wolves. "Easy patrol," she muttered happily as she walked, her ice-blue eyes keeping a watchful gaze along the scent-marked line. 

It wasn't long before the small canine came across Eshe, standing idle and staring across the border. Without thinking, Ilya approached her. "Hey! Eshe right? I've seen you around camp. My name is Ilya and-" she froze as she became closer, realizing the fae was obviously in no mood to speak. Well, perhaps. She definitely did not seem very happy on on guard. "I apologize," she murmured softly, "If you'd like to be alone I can go." She dipped her head respectfully of her privacy and took a step back, indicating her departure if the female so asked for it.