The Sentinels time to sink way into the blue, dear

He'd been more inquiring about the man's state of mind, but didn't want to press.  So when Tachyon simply offered that they could talk while working, Dante shrugged.  "If you like."  He enjoyed the drive that the male showed but wasn't overly concerned if he would rather take a moment to focus on introduction.  Whatever was preferred.

"Donnelaith was once a pack on a plateau to the east, though we did not hold that name.  It was a beautiful spot, but both Lasher and I agreed a change was needed."  He kept his pace slow, allowing Tachyon to set the speed almost without thought.  Leaning his shoulder against a tree, he rubbed an itch out, relishing the relief.  "So we scouted and came to the coast."  He paused, considering the second question.  "Lasher and Blue Willow obviously came originally, as well as my mate Osprey and I.  Some have left since then, but Pearl, Behati, and Eilidh and Casmir remain of the original comers.  The rest have come since."  Come and gone.  "Is there anyone in particular you wanted to hear about?"