The Sentinels *cue dramatic entrance*

The white wolves spoke together, sitting across from each other. Aria made note of how similar they looked, but thinking further upon it there were plenty of white wolves out there. Maybe it wasn't as interesting as she found it. Shoving the thought away, she listened as Pearl told her of the plateau. She smiled a little as she spoke, her white tail wagging, pushing show in a pile behind her. 

"That's wonderful," the fae mused, her tail dipping in excitement for the girl. When she asked the same of her, she let a casual shrug out as her only body language. "A change of scenery," she explained, similar to what she had told Lasher. "I travelled from up north, more specifically in the mountains. I am not from somewhere with kind wolves, I was looking for somewhere with a better atmosphere and lifestyle..." she paused. She had begun to look off as she explained, and without turning her head her gaze fell back to Pearl. "I do believe I've found it,"