The Sentinels as the sun beat down

she refused, and his lips thinned into a grim line. "it was not an offer." she would eat the fish, and he would watch her do it. though he was not the sort to hold his rank overtop the heads of those who followed him, he insisted upon this, and it was made plain in the set of his jaw, though he did not bristle, nor did he raise his plume.

"lucani," taltos murmured in a softer voice. "i understand why you decline my offer, but your wasting away will not be done here. not at donnelaith, while i have breath left in my body. eating this will not take food from the mouths of the children, nor osprey, and ill though you may be, you are my wolf and therefore beloved. now, eat," he instructed, settling alongside the ailing woman.