The Sentinels hide your kids

the woman shouted a name, but lasher was beyond caring. red flooded before his vision as the woman continued to run -- he did not see aria, nor did he sense tachyon. however, the scent of a second stranger, a savage foreigner, surged to the fore, and the druid felt a flicker of fear in his mind for the babes that lay innocently in their den. the convoy of pursued and pursuers drew closer to that blessed place with each passing moment.

from within lasher found a wellspring of alacrity -- he sped, muzzle straining just at her flank. the old injury set deeply within the straining musculature of his own began to twinge, alerting the male that he had scant few minutes left to him before he must slow or risk worse injury. dante's snarled words entered his ears and he himself slowed only to send a sharp howl skyward before lengthening his stride to keep pace with the creature who surely intended murder for reasons he did not understand.

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