The Sentinels time to sink way into the blue, dear

thanks for the thread! i might wrap up here -- feel free to PP tachy for a conclusion -- if u want a new one let me know

tachyon felt guilty he had rambled, but it seemed dante had not minded such a windy transgression. in deference, the pale wolf angled his thick skull in agreement to dante's assertion: first and foremost a family. as each day passed tachyon felt more assured of his place within the band, and this renewed his purpose: to defend. "makes sense." the wolf parted with a pant, sinking onto a half-rotted stump sheathed in snow. "gonna rest a bit -- saw a rabbit warden just a little bit further from here. thanks for the talk." with that he slumped onto the bough, sending powder flurries of snow into the air.