Swiftcurrent Creek compa

YESSSSSSSSS!!!!

Everything had been fine until Wren arrived. Something about her demeanor struck Eshe as odd. Had something happened; had she done something to anger her? She ducked her head and splayed her ears, watching her packmate with concern as she settled beside the Riverclan wolf.

"Hey, you. I see you've... met Eshe?" Wren said.

"Eshe. It is a pleasure. I am Silvertongue of Riverclan, friend to Arric and Akavir," the other woman replied. Eshe brightened and offered a smile. "It's nice to meet you—I'm always happy to meet a friend of the creek." Watching them, she noticed a closeness between them but didn't speak on it; it was none of her business. Instead, she asked: "Is your pack nearby?" She paused, embarrassment striking her demeanor. "I'm sorry for not knowing. I'm still trying to get the hang of the area."

"And yes. This place will please your eyes through every change." She smiled at this but had nothing to add.