The Sentinels One love

Wildfire gave the she-wolf an inscrutable look, which softened into a smile. She shook her head slowly, though she didn't answer. Anyway, the older wolf wasn't done speaking. She mentioned that she went by several different names, then offered a few titles, as if it was up to Wildfire to choose. Her smile grew in accordance with her amusement at the situation. What an enigma. I'm onto you, her amber eyes seemed to say, albeit in a very good-natured way.

"Hag and Witch both have sort of negative connotations, so I think I'll call you Sorceress. Sounds like I'm not the only one with many talents. So you're magical?" Wildfire queried conversationally.