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

Dante watched with no small amount of warmth as Emaleth and Lasher spoke.  It was obvious she sought to please him, and the love Lasher had for both of his daughters was impossible to miss.  "It is," he agreed, knowing even from looking at her now Emaleth would likely be much more suited to that brand of forest hunting than he himself ever had been or would be.  In the trees there was no room to wear prey down - surprise was important, or the trees could lead to an easy escape.  He much preferred the open chase where his own large size was a benefit rather than hinderance.

"Before long she'll be giving us a run for it," he said, obviously impressed by her dilligence already.  Their pack was thriving with young and eager wolves; obviously Emaleth was looking to join that number as well.