The Sentinels and i hope that kindness comes your way

now that he was awake, he found himself comfortable in the pale wolf's company. he had spent most of his days in solitary, pacing the borders or sitting just out of the den's reach. while these tasks were important, he didn't always feel as if he were fulfilled. a great portion of him dearly missed lusca and the challenges she provided for him. her wit was unmatched, and her needs pretty insatiable -- he had not ever recalled a day in his life he had been happier than during the tenure he served as her companion.

but here was lusca's opposite -- kind, compassionate -- a pale beauty that stood stark against the cold darkness of lusca's familiar form. tachyon blinked for a moment, recollecting himself. "it's okay." he rose very slowly, stretching out his body with a stiff yawn. "what herbs? can i help?"