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

He remained rooted – a silent guardian as his father continued to discuss the matters of pack with the she-wolf. His eyes drifted between either, though always lingered longer upon the rogue. It seemed strange to him that a loner would seek to remain in a place with no ties and that held no food – and could only conclude that the locusts had swarmed much of the world outside Teekon Wilds as well. It was a thought that only dampened his soul further, though he spoke nothing of it – there would be a time for him to ask the tawny wolf what she had seen if she chose to stay within their ranks.