The Sentinels the world moves on without a sound

he wasn't convinced -- not because deirdre was not a convincing actor, but because he had never witnessed her this demure. he shfited and nosed her again -- this time, with somewhat more insistence as he found her plush chest and licked it. the movement would likely disturb her but it was an outcry he was looking for -- if she provided none, he would know almost instantly that whatever was bothering her was troubling indeed. with a gentle huff he brought his muzzle back over her forehead and licked between her ears gently. "why?"