Qeya River fables

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Other Shore blinked for a moment, absorbing Star Eater's words. It was a command, albeit a gentle one. She gave it a little lick as always, then chewed them, trying to decipher the unusual taste but found no words that could describe it. As she chewed, she searched Star Eater's gaze for anything hidden - a hint of exhaustion? Resentment for the trouble she caused? But she found nothing but firm stillness.

She was safe here, Star Eater said, and Other Shore believed her, nodding to her words. Whether Star Eater's words were a command, a warning, or a question, she couldn't quite tell, but she could, at the very least, understand her intention to keep her safe. She had little energy to even get up, let alone exit this den and run away. And besides, she had no reason to return in the direction she came from, and probably didn't have the strength to cross the river. 

Ah, well. She would be here for while, it seemed. She trusted Star Eater enough to stay by her side, and the den was welcoming enough to convince her to rest for a while.

Once she had finished chewing, she asked Star Eater, This place... the river is called... Saatsine? Or is Saatsine the name of the pack? Or... the den? Perhaps a den named Saatsine was a bit far-fetched, but Other Shore had seen enough oddly named locations to take a few wild guesses.