The Sentinels You say...

"Sounds like an excellent plan," Osprey replied, matching her pace to his, let her gaze wander around the area - more out of habit rather than actually seeing a lot. Judging by the feeling - in her opinion - was the way you were supposed to do it. She had lived in some quite good places, but never wished to return there, and at the same time there were so many areas, where she could not stay indefinitely, but which had felt so great that she had kept returning there all the time. 

"Ummm.... I don't really know, which one's better," she shrugged. "Perhaps - we can have a look at them all and I can ask The Question. Like in that fairy tale about the evil queen and her magical mirror. Mirror, mirror in the lake, is this den good for us," she chanted.