Two Rivers Isle it doesn't touch me

"Yup, that's it! You pronounced it surprisingly well. Most don't." Ehani hadn't caught the faulter of speech or change of the other's attitude at the mention of her own name, though the curiosity in her gaze faded to confusion as the wolfess was silent for a moment. Again she spoke and the younger wolf's ears perked up once more only to reflatten out at the name, curiosity mixing into the confusion. 

"Eruna...? ¿Cómo? No tengo familia. Me dejaron." Sadness tinged her voice, a rare occurence for the otherwise joyful wolf. Much of her past was blocked from her mind though she did have a small collection of memories, one of which consisting of the remaints of her pack leaving her behind. Why and how they did or she survuved was a mystery to her, though she took joy in the moments she had in this wild world. 

Her tail had stopped dead in the snow, violet eyes searching the blue of Gwen's as they faced each other. How..did she exist? There was no one left. There wasn't supposed to be. Cream colored ears rested against her head, curiosity leaving the confusion on its own once again.