Whitefish River stars that shine.

The days passed in Kaistleoki with no further word of Tiarnach. It pained Eshe to put an end to her active searching, but winter was on its way and she had other responsibilities now to share her time with. She kept an eye out for him still whenever she left the territory to get to know the surrounding areas better. But with no further word or sign of her brother, Eshe was forced to turn to hope as her best weapon in finding him again.

The young Wolf had been sleeping in the open since coming to the River pack. She hasn’t spent more than one night in the same place, wanting to get to know her new home and find a location within it where she felt most at home. It was strange to be within borders that didn’t belong to her family, and while she did still feel that twinge of homesickness, it was an exciting sort of strange.

The sun was falling that day as she trotted along the riverbank with her nose trailing close to the ground, inspecting this and that. The colors of sunset twisted along her silver fur and sparkled in her almond eyes as she turned her gaze skyward for the moment to look upon it with a soft, wistful smile.