The Sentinels it's too late to rupaulogize

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Eilidh often spent her time knee-deep in dirt, digging through rotten trees, tugging at moss, or else trying to rustle up herbs for her healer cache, and didn't have time to fool around with drama or petty grievances. Whatever happened in the pack's day-to-day life, Eilidh was vaguely aware of it, like a horse is of a fly on its back. But in reality Eilidh didn't often pay attention to the goings-on around her, at least if it didn't directly effect her, and perhaps that was why her brother hated her so. But she wasn't about to change to suit his needs.

So when she heard him mumbling to himself nearby and caught his scent on the wind, Eilidh froze mid-dig and waited. Was he coming to find her, or was he just walking and talking with someone? She placed her paws gingerly in the freshly dug earth beneath her, which she was readying for a garden near her herb cache, and waited to see what would come of her brother's presence.