Two Rivers Isle maine tumko chaaha tumse pyaar kiya

Eshe was enjoying her stint with the Redhawks at the Caldera, in spite of the fact that her dear twin brother had run off yet again. She really needed to stop travelling with that flake. But she loved him and knew him well, so she couldn't really find it in herself to be mad about it. He was who he was. In the meantime, she was learning to rub shoulders comfortably with her new packmates in her new home.

That didn't mean she was immune to the travel bug, though. She'd set out the day before with a promise to return by the next phase of the moon. She didn't have any particular destination in mind, thus she wound up on the other side of the mountains, exploring lands she'd never set foot upon before.

When she came across the stranger, she too had been following the chirping and squawking chatter of the flock. Eshe knew she was unlikely to catch any on her own--she wasn't great at hunting birds. So, she was pleased after she got over the brief surprise of spotting the agouti male who clearly had similar intentions. Softly as she could, she gave a high-pitched whine to get his attention and let him know, without words, that she was here to help.