The Sentinels after delacroix

she had missed her father when he was gone, and she had missed her newest friend, renoir; but they had returned, bearing bad news--nothing had been untouched. this mattered no more to deirdre, who only saw fortune in their homecoming; she had seen green, and knew soon, they would all smell it, as donnelaith once wore the perfume of the color, if such a thing were possible. she missed every plant, even those of the toxic variety; for they all had their purpose, and they had all been friends dear to her heart. the lovely girl, who appeared, now, as an adult would, moved along the trail of renoir to see how he had faired after his journey.

she caught him during a hunt. did he need her aid? could she give it well? for she remembered the sight of a hunt, but had seen, as of late, failures upon failures given the lack of strength and the great hunger that clung to their bones. still, she had observed successes, too, had she not? and so she moved 'round, observing the waves to see if he needed her aid. she would try her utmost to give it, to help him bring food to those who needed it.