The Sentinels You say...

ooc: @Dante 

Osprey had followed the rest of the pack quietly and, once they had arrived at the new place, she had split off from the group to do a bit of wandering around on her own. Though being one of the senior members of the group, she still did not entirely feel at ease with the rest of the newcomers - sadly the grown-up Mayfair children fit in the same category. She acted friendly and politely, but lacked inner strength and willingness to really approach them and get to know them better. She realized that after being part of the pack for a little more than a month, she should have made more effort, but...

Donnelaith... she looked at the surroundings, trying to decide, whether the foreign name fit the area. Tall trees, soft grass and moss - almost as if they had not left the plateau at all, but there was one big difference and it took a bit of time for her to understand, what it was. There was a sound of water, waves and wind. Curious she moved towards the source until finally she was standing atop a steep cliff and was looking at the marvelous sight before her - the vast waters that met the horizon and the sunlight that hast thousands of reflections on it's surface.