Hard to forget

"Eska"

Just like her mother and the man that she would soon run into, Eska was a hard worker. She regularly and religiously patrolled the borders of The Hallows. She marked, ran off predators and generally kept her golden eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. Thankfully, everything was in order today.

Silvered paws picked their way across the well worn path around the pack lands. Eska was on her way back and was looking forward to spending the evening with Ulric. She'd grown incredibly close to the earthen colored man. They often spent their evenings together and sometimes their nights. He slept better with someone beside him, and who was she to deny him a good nights sleep?

Motion brought the black, slate and silver woman's gaze drifting upward. Her eyes locked upon a brown and white face. The man was taller than she was, but big wolves had never bothered her. They were too close to ignore one another, so Eska gave her greeting. "Hello, I don't believe we've met yet. I'm Eska." She didn't usually start out by telling everyone that she was Resin's daughter. Eska was a woman that stood on her own. She didn't need to name drop.