The Sentinels it's a cold world

technicalllllly aria is out on an adventure rn but i planned on having her back by today (whoops) so (:

The girl heard the howl from nearby, her ears perking at the call. She turned, trotting towards the call and therefor the visitor. Before she arrived she found the scent of sweet Emaleth nearby, her hear soaring. She loved both witches so much, and was thrilled to perhaps speak with one today. They were so sweet and so elegant for children, and she loved to see them. But reality set in, and her trot turned to a run as she realized the babe may have gone towards the howl. She prayed for a friendlier joiner, but she had no idea what she might be up against. 

Thankfully, by the time she arrived the stranger and Emaleth had already interacted-- even if it was just briefly. The two still stood at a healthy distance apart, and the stranger did not appear hostile in any manner. She approached, shoulders straight and posture tall, her pure white fur fluffed out slightly. Her white eyes watched him, their moonlike glow clear even in the light of day. She watched the man still, her tail raising slightly. She waited for his response, praying it'd be respectful. Donnelaith's members were wearing thin.