The Sentinels I aim to please

his own plume moved in response -- he was fond of aria already. "the trees that face the ocean will suffer from the sea-winds and storms, but they present a brave and strong front. their bracing will break up the chaos as it travels inland, and if the wolves of donnelaith remain deep in the wood, we shall fare well. for now, we fill the caches with as much meat as we can find, for the herds have moved into warmer climes. we will seek them out before the true snows arrive."

"and i am sure they will be pleased to have you," lasher answered. "is there anything you wish to ask or to know?" the druid asked gently. if there was not, he would leave their newest member now, to seek out a den and those aforementioned wolves.