The Sentinels Oh, it's time to start livin'

lasher did not begrudge dante his time away -- the beta had been a faithful fixture in donnelaith, and surely he needed the break in what had become a cluster of monotonous days. blue willow had stepped down, aria was 'round vaguely. casmir had gone and tachyon was nowhere to be found.

lasher's quiet sigh was stifled by a glimpse of dante's steelwater fur -- he fell into silent step with the man, glancing sideways with a small smile, though for the moment he was content not to speak.