Herbalists' Cache with my eagles t-shirt hanging from the door

Unlike Masquerade—who seemed to have things under control on their end—Eshe wasn't successful. She frowned to herself, watching as the squirrel nibbled away at its lil treat, as she considered her next move. Climbing the tree was an option, but it wasn't a risk she was willing to take. Another option was to go and find another scent to follow, but she didn't know how long that'd take.

Eventually, Eshe decided to go with an option required the least amount of effort. She tipped her head back and howled to Masquerade to ask: "Hows it going?"

Alerted by the noise, the squirrel perked and then bolted up the tree, leaving its meal behind.