The Sentinels Time has come

"I'm afraid not," her gaze fell to her feet shyly, though the smile remained fixed on her face. She had always been quiet, even as a child or so she was told.

Her head came back up, a brow cocked as Osprey admitted her interest in Tansea's religion. She was willing to teach the basics but her mentor had taught her long ago that the path only be completely revealed to those wishing to walk it. 

"My teacher, Crozie, she worshipped nature. She had a belief in respect of the world, wanted to leave the world better than when she found it," Tansea smiled fondly at the remembrance of the woman who had saved her life. She was practically Tansea's mother, had cared for her more than her biological one did.

"She passed the same beliefs to me, it was more tangible than anything I ever heard before," Tansea admitted, glancing at the forest she had been drawn to in the first place. There was power in it, of that she was sure.