Swiftcurrent Creek rattling your ground

"Eshe, hey. Hold on, you okay?" What a loaded question.

Eshe knew she couldn't keep running if she wanted a place in his pack.

She slowed to a stop and then turned to face him, avoiding his gaze as she attempted to steady her breath. "Hey," there was a nervousness to her voice. "Uh ... yeah, kinda," Her tail tucked between her legs and her ears flattened as she wrangled the temptation within her. "I ... was just heading to the creek ... to ... wash myself off." Eshe left it at that as her eyes slowly wandered, moving up his body with an admiring gleam. She was weak and already losing control of herself.