The Sentinels baby i... i wanna know, what you think, when you're alone

The pale girl raises her head as the younger arrives, forcing a weak smile at the young Mayfair. "Deirdre," she replies quietly, her tail wagging slowly, thumping gently against the ground. She has seen the grass-- yes-- but has not taken much notice of it. She wonders what the child means by Spirits-- curious if it is similar to her own beliefs-- but makes no immediate comment about it. 

"I know, Miss Mayfair." She smiles, and drops the only word she has to pin down her own religion, "Their souls have returned-- the forest is living again." She touches her nose to the ground for a moment, her ears falling flat against her skull as Deirdre begins to speak again, this time with questions Aria fears. She retracts them, but the pale alpha answers anyway, knowing she means well-- besides, she has a right to know.

"I went to look for food," she says quietly, "and perhaps a new home, if it came down to it." She fails to mention that she had almost abandoned Donnelaith completely, instead moving on. "Don't worry about it, Deirdre, I was gone a while, you have a right to know," she tells her, smiling and glancing back at the white witch.