The Sentinels and i hope that kindness comes your way

no worries girl!

tachyon felt the weariness of his duties overcome him and a gentle sleep weighed his head drowsily downwards -- and he sank into sleep. he would have slept for a great sweep of the day were it not for a sudden crack that annihilated the silence -- he instantly flew to his feet in wide-eyed horror. had he dosed off and unwittingly let the enemy by? he was seized by a terror and a certain grief-stricken guilt -- he was about to cant his muzzle back to alert the donnelaith wolves of his folly until his frenzied gaze fell on a familiar figure. the pale waif that guarded deirdre. what was she doing out here?

sheepishly, he lowered his head -- though the surprised expression remained.