Whitefish River when i'm gone.

It wasn't long before Eshe's call was answered. She stood once she saw the charcoal pelted woman approaching, shifting her slender frame to a posture that showed passive respect. She had never requested to join another pack before, but she had learned the proper etiquette and expectations from her mother. In spite of it being a new experience, and the fact that she was really putting herself out there, Eshe remained her usual bright, friendly self. Her tail wagged and she offered a smile, canting her head with curiosity as the woman introduced the name of this pack.

"Kaistleoki..." Eshe said quietly, thoughtfully to herself. It was a cool name. She was going to enjoy saying it as often as she could. "My name is Eshe Frostfur," she began, her chocolate eyes bright and eager, "I'm looking for a home for the Winter, if you have room." She knew her qualifications would likely be requested, but she held her tongue (for once), not wanting to overstep if she was to be turned away right then and there.