Swiftcurrent Creek compa

i could NOT pass up this opportunity i hope u guys don't mind me squeezing my way in here!

She knew that scent anywhere.
Oh, a moth to a flame, she was, eagerly darting after it as soon as it had flooded her senses. Heart murmuring, lips drawn into a stupidly giddy grin, tail in a sway—
Eshe. What the fuck was she doing here?
Oh, no no no, take the man if you so wish, but you will not have the woman.
But was that what she even wanted? Or was Wren simply grasping at straws and assuming the worst of a sweet girl?
Proud steps come to a firm halt, tall figure drawing up to the riverwoman's side. Hey, you, the cold wash of concern blankets her, floods her, plugs her nostrils and forces her eyes into a hard blink. She forces a smile. I see you've... met Eshe?