Haunted Wood pack your things up, honey

Eshe listened to him, and heard him well. His words brought a different anxiety within her, one that had everything to do with her sister. Perhaps they tried to kill her, too. Perhaps they did... she grimaced, lips peeling back to reveal fangs in a display that spoke of her nervousness. Eshe made to depart, sniffing the air heavily to remember the scent.

But then... a thought... "Do you know of other packs like this sort? Bad," she emphasized. Eshe wanted to know where to avoid... and more than that, where to tell her leaders to avoid, too, if ever they went outside the territory. She doubted it, but the "what if" part of everything caused Eshe to ask. It was always better to be safe than sorry.