The Sentinels For there's one thing to be sure of, mate

She waited for him to perhaps elaborate, but he simply brushed over it- she didn't push it. The girl giggled a little at his comment, shaking her head with a bitter smile. "Went swimmingly," she responded, shrugging to him. "I trust him fully but- I actually encountered Ferahgo... I don't think it's a good idea at all for him to go alone. Or with whoever the woman was..." she said, her lips pursing as she thought about the topic. Had Dante met the man himself? She wasn't sure. She had met two of the wolves in the pack, neither of whom she was particularly fond of. Lasher was stronger than she was, but he was far more sane then this pack was. They thought differently- they were twisted. They might even have the upper-hand. She didn't have full faith in him because of this, and the thought of him injured or dead sent shivers down her spine.