The Sentinels my empire of dirt

he was pleased that dante felt his children were assets to the plateau -- it occurred to him that they would not remain there, but for the time that they were, they had contributed much to the pack and would continue to do so. with a smile, he listened to the silver man's mention of constantine -- the warrior trade would suit the more brawny of his sons well.

their words turned to eilidh -- his daughter and he were close, but she had kept close-lipped about her desires. lowering his muzzle unto the earth, taltos searched for the scent of the cache, giving a purling growl of pleasure as he located the mounded earth.

"she has not told me, but she spends much time with blue willow. perhaps she will follow in her mother's trade." uncovering the stash of seal meat and fish, lasher sniffed tentatively at the odd flesh but bit gingerly into the meal all the same. "interesting. salty." a low laugh broke from the druid.