Hoshor Plains don't wanna spend my whole life catching my breath

Leader no more, Eve finds it hard nonetheless to keep from investigating. By the time he circles in debate about showing his face, a newer member of Kaistleoki’s family already heeded the call. Yet Ira hasn’t passed him, and thus, Eve inhales a deep breath and the bear emerges.

Mismatched eyes blink first at Soleil, a smile curving lopsided upon his face in a brief display of gratitude towards one ambitious yet kind—and then to the stranger on their doorstep.

Hhi, he slurs, and clears his throat after. Uhhh… I’m, uh, Evergreen. I can answer them. His speech is far from perfect with pronunciations slow and difficult, they don’t sound right but he’s trying to practice more. Might as well do so by being useful, too.