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Eske is genuinely happy to hear the Kendra is happy and she is still trying to get used to her affection for Kendra that it manages to surprise her. Eske is quiet, and glimpses down at the fox corpse that is between them as Kendra confesses about losing her brother and of darkness. For a long moment Eske wonders if she should share…that she, too, has lost her siblings. Eske did not know if they were dead or not but as far as she was cared: they were dead to her. They had turned their back on Drageda. She had no siblings, not anymore. Thus, she decided not to bring it up as she did not think their situations were even comparable. “I’m sorry to hear that you lost your brother,” She speaks morosely as her sea-glass gaze flickers up to Kendra, stretching forward with the intention of bumping her muzzle against the older girl’s own before she would withdraw back to her side. It caused Kendra a pain that for reasons that Eske isn’t quite able to understand she wants to try to soothe even though she suspects there is nothing that will take it away. “If I would have known I would have hunted something better. Maybe a deer or something.” A fox isn’t much but it was all Eske had to offer on the spot. Granted, she knew her chances of felling a deer on her own were slim but she was crazy determined enough to try it. “It’s almost spring,” Eske comments slyly as she takes a bit of the fox after Kendra. “do you think you might be able to find the plants you need to make your dyes in Drageda? If you can't I’d be happy to escort you outside of Drageda if you’d like.” She was a Gona after all and surely venturing out with Kendra counted as protecting the pack (individually, perhaps, but still). Though protecting Kendra is a big part of her offer, the truth was Eske truly wanted to see passion as it light up her face and eyes again as she found the plants she needed, even if all of their names and uses would end up going over Eske’s head.

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