The Sentinels she learned how to smile with blood in her mouth

The kid introduces himself, then the wolf off to the side, but doesn’t make a comment on what she can offer. Her gaze remains on him a moment longer, expectant, but eventually she pulls away when the Alpha speaks up, taking her off, but not before questioning her long-term plans. Wynonna takes in a long breath, staring down at a spot between Lasher’s feet as she searches for her own answer. An answer too quick would be a lie, uncertain of her own destination in the long run.

“I don’t know where I’m meant to be,” she says, a smile planting on half her face. She’d followed the ocean thus far. Bumps along the way have occurred, and the famine is no different. It wouldn’t lead her astray. “The ocean wouldn’t’ve put you in my way if I weren’t meant t’be here, at least for now,” Wynonna adds, words sounding a lot cheesier than she’d intended. The smile turns a little awkward then, before she completely erases it from her features.