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

she was scared; taltos heard it in her small voice, in the goatish smell of fear that surrounded them both. desperation grasped him -- he did not wish to panic her -- and so with a slow and pained blink of his eyes the man thrust his muzzle beneath the nearest crown of thorns and called softly to his little witch. "i am with you, deirdre -- be not afraid."

he was her father, her teacher -- he would be her messiah in this time of fear of of trouble. she need only walk across the waters of her own terror and come to him.