Neverwinter Forest at the end of the night we'll keep on going

The other introducing herself reminded Eshe of her manners. She withdrew upon getting the scents off of the other, deducing plenty of things about the other from the scents she held. Eshe tilted her head at the surname of the other, and though she would've assumed this to be a relative of Scimitar's someway, somehow from the last name alone he had never informed her of such. Likely a funny coincidence, or maybe the way the stars aligned when Aurora came to the Wilds.

I'm Eshe Frostfur! Welcome to the family! So nice to meet you, she said in turn, and she truly meant it all. It wasn't scripted or practiced or rehearsed; Eshe was eager for every wolf that would join them, join their family and become a part of it. What with all of Eshe's own bloodline gone except for her and maybe Bhreac, she took what she could get and downright loved them. Charon was as good as blood; she'd never been told otherwise anyhow, and Deshyr among other Ostrega's had a hand in raising her and bringing her back to life, so to speak. Whatcha up to? Mind if I join ya? Her head tilted, and her tail waved.