The Sentinels from the other side

deirdre had never viewed her approaching others as sneaking up on them; she was wary, nervous, and sometimes decided against being seen at all. to keep to the forest and its more-difficult-to-navigate paths, its quiet and hidden back-roads that she knew intimately, was easier than to interact with others. her nerves compelled her to keep away, but the babe wished to rid herself of them. it was difficult. even now it was hard, though she tried to eviscerate the thoughts of fleeing. this is family, now.

but she had to take things slowly. it felt too much, to loiter here now in the presence of a stranger alone. she wished @Emaleth would come to her, and willed her to with all her heart. the other was kind and gentle, but her fears were greater than that and difficult to assuage in the presence of a new face and that alone. she thought of @Osprey, too, who she had not seen in a while, and then thought of @Tachyon. where were her friends and her loved ones, now?

the other introduced herself formally, and if deirdre had known or been informed of the others name there was nothing to show such a thing. ann, she repeated quietly, and looks back into the darkness of the forest, tracing the paths she knows and can see with her mind. the others cyan eyes were lovely, and deirdre thought that the woman complemented donnelaith with her wood-like furs. so for the moment, she stays, quiet and unsure, her eyes falling back to the other. do... you like to garden?