The Sentinels With you believing in my innocence

Tansea scented the other's approach but made no move to react. If this was one of her packmates, as she smelled that it was, they would either go away or speak. It wasn't likely she would be attacked by a member in their territory and the witch wasn't concerned with the wolf coming closer.

A slate colored orb peeped open at the child's words, an amused smile crossing her pale features. "I am quite alive," she addressed the pup as she opened her eyes, turning them down to look fully at the girl.

"I was praying, not dead. I don't believe we have met. I am Tansea but you may call me Tansy if it so pleases you," the dryad dipped her head gracefully, waiting for a response with perked ears.