Witch's Marsh off the beaten path

When there child came into view, Sheogorath guessed her to be the same age as Desna had to be now. Barely even a child anymore. Sheogorath had no idea if they were related, however; for all he knew, this one was from another litter and another pack altogether.

Ears cupped forward and a broad, somewhat crooked grin fell across Sheo's face as the girl asked him if he was from the shadow land. He could not help but wonder if she was looking for his pack, or trying to avoid it. "No. I'm looking for Desna from Phoenix Maplewood. Do you know her? " If not her sister, perhaps the girl knew Desna in some other way.