The Sentinels wildwood

it's fine!

     The she-wolf was flooded with a sense of relief. The thought of taking care of newborns was a bit daunting, but she knew that she could handle it. Annabel could've sworn the had heard the tinge of bitterness in the other wolf's tone. She was good at picking up cues, whether it was body language or through another's voice. It seemed out of place, and probably wasn't directed at Annabel herself. Well, whatever it was, I should probably do my best to not stick my nose in another wolf's business. 
"You have my humblest thanks, Aria. I promise you will not regret your decision." Donnelaith. That's got a nice ring to it. Sounds pretty cool!