The Sentinels reunion

she is venturing past protected territory. she knows this. the camp isn't too far, but even that is risky. and yet the girl continues anyways, ignoring reason as instead she falls victim to her own whims.

settling on a spot under dense shrubbery, she drops the deerskin and immediately dives in to dig. blue and red gems escape their pouch but she doesn't care, deepening the hole with each strong swipe of her forearms. they dare to ache, and as punishment racharra only pushes herself further. for while she is a nebet, dignified and trained; she is also bint-zharille, strong and hardy.

she is strong. she is strong. she is —

a fool. a damn fool. instincts finally ring the alarm in her ear that somewhere, someone, is watching her. she stands full height, the grave for the gems fully dug. but eyes bare into her, and she must meet them.