The Sentinels but they can finish them

The girl let out a huff. "I know you're friends with Behati but.. I just.." she couldn't quite form her sentences, and she squirmed uncomfortably for a moment before switching her topic to something else. She would come back to it later. Her gaze fell slowly to the wound on her shoulder, one that had become much worse since the other day. She hadn't even bothered tending to it again, it didn't seem worth it. "There's a new pack somewhere down the coast," she muttered softly, her white eyes falling away from the soft green of the others. "I went to visit them- it's kind of part of my job I guess- and..." she paused again, staring forward. Should she even share it? Surely she shouldn't... or maybe she needed to? The male, Ferahgo, didn't seem to want her speaking- or alive for that matter.

"Have you met any of them?" she suddenly asked. Clearly the topic was uncomfortable to her, or maybe she just didn't know how to tell her. She was kidnapped sure, but then what would she say? 'well ya see they drug me to this otha girl and she bathed in my blood'? Yeah, that sounds reasonable. Instead she steered clear for now, not avoiding the question altogether but worming her way around it until she could form an explanation for her sadness.