The Sentinels yet dawn is ever the hope of men

she shrugged; the revelation that cortland was alive and well was of more interest to mona than where she had been. and suddenly, the scarlet wolf felt ... removed from her littermate; their gazes traveled together, and her heart raced with the love she always had borne for him, but mona felt estranged. othered, in some way that was not her brother's fault.
"tell me about him," the girl invited, sidling beyond cortland into the ash-tossed borders of where their father had once ruled. if his shade held fast now to donnelaith, mona did not feel it now.