Bitterroot Valley watching as i fall

Aleks. It was a nice name, though harsher than those she was used to hearing. Perhaps the closest rival would be her brother's name, Constantine. She noted the small dip of his muzzle, which brought a tiny smile to the edge of her lips.  My name's Eilidh, she repeated. Perhaps he was too distraught at hearing that she wasn't who he thought that he didn't catch her name the first time. Are you from the area? Perhaps she knew of her family, or could point her in the right direction. Though she wasn't sure if she'd find them here, a glimmer of hope remained. She nursed it carefully, tending to the soil in which it grew as if it was her medicinal garden.