The Sentinels the mordant liquor of tears

tachyon had expected his offer to be denied -- but had not expected it to be swiftly and sharply spurned by the lithe female identified as blue willow. sufficiently humbled and put in his place, tachyon bowed his head -- the tips of his ears cut back towards his skull in deference. tachyon, if nothing else, was easy to subdue -- though there was no denying the worry in his golden gaze as he carefully examined the rest of the group for their reactions to lasher's verdict.