The Sentinels I'm a little turned around

-- Deirdre posted early on accident! No worries (: --

She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to think. She didn't know what to say, feel, or express. Maybe she felt angry, or betrayed, and just plain frustrated. But she couldn't decide if she should pity Deirdre's ignorance and simply scold the child and send her on her way-- or make a big deal out of this. That wouldn't be very mature of her though, would it? She thought bitterly. 

Her tail lashed behind her, and she grew impatient. She kept thinking, emotions piling up. She thought of the very same thing that Constantine had-- what about the winter? What happens is the ocean freezes over? Or becomes polluted? Wolves do not live on fish-- they are not cats. 

In the calmest manner she could fashion, Aria turns back to Doe, her ears cupped forward. "You are ignorant and naive, both of you," she adds her gaze flicking to Deirdre. "I am sorry we met under these circumstances, but regardless I cannot have a pack residing directly beside mine." She stands straighter, still trying to calm her nerves. "I will travel your territory whenever it is convientent for me, and I will speak with your alpha. For now, if it is so important you return. Deirdre, you know the way to Stavanger, would you mind taking her?" She asks. It was a punishment, but nothing too terrible. She glances to Constantine, wondering if he'd insist on going with his sister. She wouldn't stop him, it was a reasonable request. She was old enough to travel on her own-- but a brother always worried, she knew that. 

"I apologize if I've caused you any inconeinence," she adds, gaze flicking to the gray woman.