Two Rivers Isle it doesn't touch me

An unprecedented scent reached out to her upon the wind, beckoning her forward with the mystery, the peculiar recognition buried away somewhere within the unfamiliarity of the aroma. Shoved away deep in her past, along with the terror of Storm's touch and Julianna's murder, were secrets that even she had forgotten, mysteries that she'd never had time to unlock.

Ehani was one of those secrets, unbeknownst to the other Eruna.

Wading through the snow's thick blanket, she set her gaze upon a sudden flurry of white, and the cream-dashed figure planted sheepishly at the base of a crystalline hill - Gwen blinked, eyes of fathomless blue hesitating to approach, before embracing the idea of a stranger's talk; to escape the plague of things she already knew. "Hello?" Called the sweet voice, tinged with curiousity as her paws drew closer.