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Eska



Eska

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
49
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
185
player
Res2

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
05-22-2021, 10:46 PM

"Eska"


The boys condolences and words of comfort were accepted with a nod. Words were always just words though. Eska would have to mull over the events, the happenings, the what if's, the regrets, the missed moments. Just like Artorias would. Eventually they would all come to terms with Resin's departure in their own way and in their own time. She did appreciate that Artorias was making an effort to commiserate with her, however.

When Art brought up Oxx's name, Eska's brows furrowed lightly. She listened as he spoke, saying that their mother called him by that name. He then asked after it and the woman released a sigh. There was a bit of controversy surrounding her brother, Oxx. "Oxx is one of my brother's yes. Older than me. The same litter as my..." she corrected herself, "Our sister Iolaire." The silvered woman gave her head a shake. "He was thought to have been killed by Resin's former lover; his own father. He managed to stay alive though and the man warped Oxx into something terrifying." She cast the yearling a sidelong glance. "He's here in Auster as well. I caught his scent." If Oxx was here, he only meant trouble.

When Artorias offered to be her family, Eska laughed softly, her lips curling back in a smile. "I'd like that very much. Before I agree to stay in The Hallows, I really need to speak to your mother. She was here first and if having me here bothers her or I remind her too much of Resin, then I won't stay." She'd already decided that. She didn't want to bring the woman pain every day.

Eska scented the air with her dusty blue nose. "It's going to rain soon. You'd best head back before you get soaked." The woman's golden eyes twinkled slightly. Her mother's eyes, she knew. "I have a feeling we'll see one another again." She would stay here in the fjord tonight. Far away from the beast in the cellar and the woman that didn't yet know she existed. There was no real shelter other than the trees, but rain had never hurt her.