The Sentinels Grace

before meeting cas!

deirdre sought constantine with the news she held, still not knowing of the drama that had unfolded but (likely) hours ago. but first she had come across another at the borders, and to him she moved warily toward with a proud posture and a graceful gait. her emerald eyes glistened as they took in the chocolate hue of the stranger, so similar to her fathers and brothers coloration--the base of it, anyway--that it warmed her. hello there, she greeted, her eyes warm.