The Sentinels some used your na[m]e for glory, some used it for their gain

"no, no," he said breathlessly, gently, slipping a little in the gore as he reached to grasp deirdre in his jaws. however, he paused, frustrated that he could not draw her through the briars, and moved over to a less thorned place. "now listen to me, little witch. you must come out of there, and you must close your eyes when you touch my nose with your own." he did not want her to see the churned earth and the blood, the decapitated woman. lasher reached out his muzzle -- "come now, love." 

his heart beat wildly.