The Sentinels i'll say what this means to me, i'll do what i can

the siren queen felt her lower lip curl in scorn as osprey stepped forward. a brave harridan, if any -- she eyed the tender flesh beneath the silvered female's jaws. she imagined the pulse of the veins underneath the soft embracing warmth of her skin. and she imagined the darkness that would spill from osprey's throat, should her teeth care to find it.

caiaphas visibly reined herself, though violence certainly ruled her. she did it only for deirdre -- for she understood innocence lost on her behalf was a great and egregious crime.

but she would not be commanded. not by osprey.

"no." she said firmly, dangerously. "i want to see him."