The Sentinels as the sun beat down

he did not believe her -- 'close' was not what he would have said, given the current and apparent exhaustion that lay upon her withers. he was ashamed that he could not keep her well, but he had accepted her into donnelaith with full awareness of her inabilities, and she in turn had pledged her life to his kith. "stay here, and still."

the druid traveled upstream some ways for a length of time, and returned with a silver trout that twisted in his muzzle, its scales catching the light. it had not been an easy catch, but he gave it to lucani. "eat." it was an order.