The Sentinels let me explain

lasher settled himself as eigma began to speak, finding himself quickly enthralled by the savage and spartan world she described. skigamslet -- he had never heard the name before, but it swiftly brought to mind the round and guttural language used by siku and by tonravik. different, to be certain, this hidden culture of eigma's, but not strange. for all their seemingly warlike ways, she had come out of it a gentle and even shy creature.

when she had finished speaking, he shook his head. "your desire to train my children is indicative of why i should trust you," the druid rejoined, a soft curve to his mouth. "it is not often that wolves share so freely, not only of their own culture, but themselves and their skills."

in his mind, eigma fit well -- she was a hidden fighter with a delicate appearance, the sort of deception taltos greatly admired.