The Sentinels I'm a little turned around

Blinking herself back into existence, Doe glanced anxiously at Con and then quickly shook her head; it wouldn't do to make the irritated wolf wait, and she was rather anxious to get back to Szymon as well. Though her dizziness had not yet fully receeded, she forced herself to stand tall and ready.

When they had departed from the white alpha,  Doe touched her nose to Deirdre's pale shoulder. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, though she knew that Con would be able to hear her anyway. "I didn't know that our alphas had not met - that our packs were yet unknown to each other. I would never have come if I'd known it would make trouble for you."

And though she spoke the truth, Deirdre's troubles were the least of her own. She worried still about what her lord would think, and then worried more as she wondered what he planned to do about the forest wolves. Surely, considering his esteem for Deirdre, he could mean them no harm. But what if the wolves of Donnelaith meant to harm them? Gone was Doe's notion that they were all good an peaceful creatures. They were wolves, and they would do whatever nature dictated when it came to protecting themselves and their own.

Had Doe sealed their fate? Would the pale alpha now considered them a danger - or at least a pest - too near to her home? Though Doe had faith in herself and her people - and in the ocean itself - to keep the land that'd been given unto them, she couldn't help but worry about the price.

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