Swiftcurrent Creek disappointed people clinging onto bottles

"Alright, Wren, don't fuck this up," Eshe was in earshot when Wren spoke to herself. She had been combing the shore for anything she could add to her herbal stock. Although she had nothing particular in mind that she wanted to find, she kept an open mind and imagination. She would find a way to utilize it.

She turned towards the hunter and their prey and stepped towards them. Eshe knew she had to be careful, so she proceeded with the utmost caution.

Unsure of how to get the other wolf's attention without startling the heron, she stared, hoping they'd feel her eyes.