We Share a Same Foundation

"Eska"

Eska listened to the boy as he spoke of his mother. Their mother. He shared his experience and his take on the woman. The woman that she didn't know. It was rather comical. Just as she thought that, he mentioned how she would know Resin better since she'd known her longer. The brindled woman released a soft laugh and gave her head a shake. "No. You knew her significantly longer than I did." Lifting a pebble upon the bluish pads of her paw, Eska flicked it into the brackish water. "I was a young pup when we were separated. I barely remember her."

Forelegs slid outward, depositing Eska onto her silver stomach. "There was a rockslide. It destroyed our den. Killed two of my siblings. I was somehow washed downstream." She could still remember the terror. To this day, she didn't like being underground. "I was miraculously discovered by a family friend days later, but by then, my mother had believed that we had all perished." The fates had been watching out for her that day. Eska had been raised by her 'aunt' Balaa, a kind older wolf that knew her parents well.

"I've been searching for Resin for two years now."
Her voice was a little softer as she spoke. She'd found out about her father's death. Had discovered that she had a living sister and a brother, but had yet to meet them. The fae's golden gaze drifted to rest upon the boy's face. "I've never really had a family other than the old woman that raised me." It seemed that this trend would continue. With her mother dying, those that shared her blood were but two wolves scattered in the wind.