The Sentinels heart in hand

I hope you don't mind! I can't resist a thread like this one. ^__^

Lucani prowled low, a touch of subconscious subordination about her lanky figure because she was thinking of her superiors. Aria, whose beauty haunted her day by day, and Lasher, who she admired as though he were something quite different from a normal Alpha. In others he seemed to inspire a sort of quiet reverence, and she was very curious about this. Though she had met him a few times before now, she desired to sit down with him one day and talk with him, learn about who he was — hear his stories. A challenge, yes, but one she sought.

It was either ironic or poetic that she then encountered a young male who looked an awful lot like Lasher. This here would have been a handsome buck if he weren't collapsed in a manner very familiar to Lucani (she had been in this state not long ago). She sniffed urgently at him then licked at his ears in an effort to wake him. Awaken, wolf, she requested in her deep voice.