Lost Creek Hollow gosling

eshe. yes; "i know eshe. she lives in swiftcurrent creek, just northwest of us." she took in this man, shy with a trembling voice, and extended her paw to roll the rabbit closer. both she and this one were cloaked in stormshades of varied grey. "she is well — there's a bit going on over there. i could walk with you as far as its outer boundary, if you'd like?" she did not want to panic him, but eshe could be quite busied with all the occurrences, and she would not let a stranger walk into that.