Moving On Up

Heavy rains had forced some of the outside occupants of the pack to move inside. This change wasn't lost on Eska and, despite still healing from the grievous wounds in her neck, she felt compelled to help. There was one fae with coloring like the dark side of a sunrise, that kept going back and forth. The brindled lady noted the den that the woman had gone into and decided to help her shift her belongings from one place to another.

Padding to the pile of items that the woman had sitting out in the sun to dry, Eska took the handle of one basket between her teeth and moved back into the castle. The golden eyed dame followed the damp pawsteps to the room that the other wolf had chosen. She gave the doorway a scratch with her paws to alert the other of her presence before placing the basket inside. "You looked as though you could use some help. The task will go faster with two of us." Eska offered the faint smile that she'd gotten from her mother, the edges of her sulfur eyes lifting ever so slightly.

"Eska"