The Sentinels one final graven kiss

they came, and thought he did not know their thoughts, lasher sensed they wished to be rid of one another. but that was not the focal point of their meeting today -- he gazed upon them each in turn, and sternly. "i have become aware of the histrionics going on in the younger ranks," he intoned rather coldly, tail raising over his hips. he was not an aggressive beast, nor did he take pleasure in this discipline.

"i wish to know what occurred, from each of you," he ordered. "you shall answer concisely and with no vagueness. behati." lasher indicated the gossamer girl first, motioning that she should speak.