The Sentinels glitter and shine

Her nose was glomped without the knowledgeable restraint of an older wolf and Wraen struggled to break free as her nostrils filled with the scent of milk breath. "A-oo!" she snorted as her back end anchored to the dirt and she began tugging backwards. Free me this instant! her wide, foggy eyes proclaimed. She was toeing the threshold between delighted and scared; for the moment Sarah's innocent hold on her failed to overshadow the fact that she could now see her doing it.