The Sentinels and witch hearts

her confounded thoughts were brought to a head as she was spun. instinctively she latched to his bosom again and when once more nothing was found, she let out a mewl of frustration. his murmurings captivated her, and she felt them, trying to interpret what it might mean. she herself desired to be understood and she mouthed again at him before mewling a long, sad cry: food! she paused for a moment, before repeating, the way things played at her throat quite interesting. she produced her own vibration so different and again she mewled, food! and three times after, food! food! food before she thrust her snout into his breast and spoke again, food! this was cut short when she felt a tickle in her nose, and then, and then!!!!

YE GODS! her world was about to end, she could feel it! a dreadful feeling hovered until she spasmed and out came a violent CHOOOOOO, followed by an abrupt screech of terror. she froze again, quite stiff, entirely unsure what had just occurred and all too frightened by this other thing, this new new thing. if her features were capable of shifting they would morph into a perplexed frown. as it were they remained quite still. only emaleth moving caused her to let out a nervous little sigh, but she shivered even so.