The Sentinels I aim to please

she was confident, but held no arrogance within her bearing. lasher was endeared to the pretty wolfess quite swiftly, but kept his silence until she had finished speaking. donnelaith was to be a haven for all -- he would not force them to swear fealty for all of their days to a place that might only be needed to weather the winter storms -- but he was indeed intrigued to know all that there was to be known about his packmates.

"what is it you are able to bring unto us?" the druid asked gently, his eyes sweeping over her downcast eyes, the swell of her flanks, the length of her legs. she seemed well-fed and hale, a proper wolf to be an asset unto his newly established pack.