Sly Fox Sand Dunes Eidolon

Sharp teeth indeed. Candle froze with ears forward at his growl, and backed off slightly, but some of the wariness left her. She watched him, then the others as they arrived. They spoke too, this time things she understood.

But Candle was overwhelmed. Her ears folded again, though she did not retreat this time. She looked between the two women for a long moment.

Candle, She whispered through the dark. The Candlekeeper. After a moment she went to the one called S'ari, sniffing her all around and then nosing lightly under her chin. It was overwhelming to be around so many others after weeks of solitude, but she could not turn away now. She needed them.