The Sentinels these feelings

If properly raised Rowan's prowess would have far surpassed Emaleth and Dierdre's at that point. She was older, she would have learned more - had the time to cultivate her natural talents into so much more. She breathed out a soft sigh, looking to the youth with a gentle smile. "Life - promise." She admitted quietly. "I feel you too." She admitted. The girl was strong. She had promise. 

"Life will come back to the lands soon." Rowan said. "I have always felt life, always felt death. Could feel the swing of the two, that careful balance." Rowan had not admitted such a thing in so very long, not since she was a child and had been told to her mother; she was quickly ushered away from the rest of the clan to be sequestered. Taught to repress. Well. She would do so no longer.