The Sentinels and i hope that kindness comes your way

tachyon found himself enjoying their efforts, even if it hadn't yielded them the onions they sought. there was always another day -- and besides, eilidh was provingt o be good company. as she walked past him he got up hurriedly, bounding after in a playful lope. she had slowed her pace considerably and he followed suit, enjoying their stroll through donnelaith's splendor. he tipped a singular ear towards her as he considered her inquiry - and he answered truthfully: "i really like it -- it's finally starting to feel like home." he ducked as they passed under the lengthy arm of a crooked fir. "besides, the food's not bad." he joked lamely, referring to the small amount of weight he had recently been able to acquire due to lasher's generosity. as she mentioned the attack his face darkened, though not out of fear. "it won't. if anything, it will make me adhere to donnelaith faster." he felt his hackles raise and his chest puff as he recalled the threat the pale wraith had placed on precious deirdre's head. "what about you, were you born here?"