The Sentinels My advice?

so aria was displeased with the arrangement, yet set enough upon his son that she had tolerated it thus far. lasher fell into a quiet sort of pondering as the girl came into a charming sort of perturbed disarray. the glen-man did not wish to involve himself further in the workings of the younger packwolves, and yet he was directly linked to the goings-on by way of his son's decisions. "would you like me to speak with casmir?" the man asked gently, finding the silvered loveliness of her gaze with his own. his affections for her had not dimmed, but the druid recognized the importance of setting it aside for the present, and perhaps never revisiting such again.