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

"Yes, father," she responded, dutiful as she ever was, but there was the sound of her smile in her obedient agreement. Emaleth spoke her next words slowly, as if she were struggling to recite them from memory, "It is important that your prey does not sense your presence before you are ready to spring." Her mismatched eyes glanced to her father, seeking his approval. She did not know much of hunting, and certainly nothing of killing, but the foundations her father sought to teach her now would mold her into a graceful hunter in the future.