The Sentinels few and far between

I have no idea what Im writing. But its AW!

Since the abrupt meeting and Lasher's decision that no wolf should pass beyond the borders of Donnelaith, Eigma had grown a bit antsy. It wasn't something she was used to -- even when injured and dealing with her recovery, there was the chance she could leave at a moment's notice had her body been able. This was an entirely different thing. Being unable to roam freely as she was want to do - it might have saved her from the teeth of the pirates, but she was a warrior, and her rogue lifestyle made her well suited to dealing with brigands. She obeyed Lasher's decree only because she respected him; and this was what she had wanted back in Skigamslet. A king, a ruler, someone to take charge and make decisions -- but it was the unjust limiting of freedom that she found troublesome. Why be afraid of the coast wolves? They were wolves themselves, able to fight tooth and claw.

Not only was Eigma put-off by this limitation, but she found it quite difficult to follow through with her plan for the children. Could she slip beyond the border markers on the hunt for birds and rabbits? Would she be chastised for such a bold move? She had Lasher's blessing, but that occurred before the man's son had been found on the beach. The pack was still shaken by the death of one of their own -- and Eigma, accustomed to the deaths of rogues, did not know how to handle the morose mood of the pack as of late. It felt like the wolves of Donnelaith were on-edge, afraid of the fringes of their own home. Had Eigma cared less for Lasher and the forest home he provided, perhaps she would have fled -- or perhaps she would have rallied a group of like-minded warriors and taken the fight straight to the doorstep of the scoundrels. As it was, Eigma had no idea what to do with herself.

She wanted to help, but didn't know how. In the end her attempt to hunt for small gifts for the children was stalemated; she could not find what she desired within the territory, not with the constraints as they were, so she gave up. With a huff, she began to patrol the fringes herself -- tempted to slip beyond them even for just a moment, but adhering to the new rules.