The Sentinels One love, one blood, one life

"None really," Osprey shrugged, not wanting to share the burden that was weighing her shoulders down with the young sylph. She cast one last fleeting glance at her reflection, which still showed the rather weather-beaten and grizzled face of a wolf, and then looked the girl in the eyes for a moment, as if searching for something. But this lasted only for a moment, because then her gaze was averted politely and she asked: "May I join you on the herb hunt? Never been much of a herbalist myself, but I would be glad to do something different for a change."