Swiftcurrent Creek Frostfall

Nicodem marched towards Eshe with a confidence that she lacked—especially in the presence of a stranger—and she couldn't help but admire his fearlessness.

"Hey there," she greeted, her voice soft as she lowered her head to sniff him, realizing his scent was familiar. His scent was fresh, untouched by the world's harshness, and she felt a maternal stirring in the pit of her stomach; she would do what she could to protect him.

"What're you doing?" she asked, lifting her head.