The Sentinels All I know are sad songs

his daughter's pain intensified that of his own soul -- lasher sighed wearily as aria coddled the young healer, turning to glance into his mate's horrified eyes. "he will find his own way," the druid murmured. "perhaps," he went on, though it tore at his spirit, "perhaps he needed such time away, to find himself." 

claustrophobic suddenly, taltos fought the urge to move away from the feminine trio -- he stood firm in the dying light of their hopes for casmir.