The Sentinels that you would be shaking right down to your soul

caiaphas. he recalled the burn of her words at their meeting, but brought himself into her presence all the same. the druid's muzzle had been freshly scored by the woman's teeth, and there was a new and unlikely darkness to his gaze as he stood before the saltwitch. she had doubted him. dante had. undoubtedly there had been others, shaking lasher's faith within himself, shattering his sense of worth. 

taltos spoke not, for within his jaws was clutched the blank-eyed and mouldering head of the pale woman, and he cast down the grisly object and smote his paw upon it, that it rolled into her presence. and yet he did not speak, for this was all that needed to be said. so unlike the gentle wolf was the macabre scene, but then again, many things within him had changed.