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Startled. It is not a word that Eske likes. It makes her sound like she is afraid when she is not. She had come here because she did not trust the island to be abandoned, because she is aspires to be Wanlida and the tactician within her knows that playing such a falsehood would be deceptive and dirty but as it is something that Eske herself would do she does not trust others not to act as she would. Eske is not startled, she is angry because she believes — with no contradicting evidence before her — that Heda has been lied to. If it is true than Arlo and her have stepped upon territory that it about to become quickly hostile. The woman does not attack, instead offering words of abandonment of the Island and explanation that she has been stuck here. “If this island is truly abandoned then you shouldn’t mind us,” She gestures to Arlo behind her with her muzzle. “ensuring for ourselves. You can join us.” Eske’s tone makes it clear that it is not an invitation that Shalon can refuse. It is a issued command, as she will not have this woman out of her sight. There is nothing to give her evidence that the woman is lying and yet Eske cannot yet prove that she isn’t lying, either.

“I am Eske and that is Arlo,” Eske introduces the pale Gona careful to keep their connection to Drageda on the down low. The sea salt has washed the pack scent from their coats and Eske intends to use that to her advantage for as long as she can. “kep em blinka em op.” Eske speaks to Arlo in their native tongue relaying her suspicions yet un-soothed to her companion though she suspects she does not need to. She is a suspicious beast by nature and her guard is rarely ever lowered; but she is Cheka and she cannot afford to ever have a lowered guard — not when it comes to the safety of Drageda and their Commander. “The storm has passed, why have you not left this place?” Eske asks Shalon as she gestures with her muzzle for her companions (willing or unwilling) to follow her, seeking answer for something that needles at her suspicions.