The Sentinels go síoraí

If he closed his eyes for only a moment, the youthful wolf envisioned something entirely different before him – Blacktail Deer Plateau, his siblings, and both of his parents. There was a sense of confusion upon him, which swam closer to the surface with Rowan’s recent news. Had he ever truly known his father? He could not believe so – not now. Sweeping away from the Plateau when he was far younger to see the world.. never had he imagined that when he would come back, his father would have moved them to a forest near the ocean, birthed another litter with his mother, insisted they were witches, and then taken another lover.
 
He feared Lasher would be disappointed with him, but only then did he come to the realization that he was disappointed in his father. The feeling was alien to him.
 
He felt Deirdre’s presence before he allowed his eyes to open – and when they did, they fell upon her sad form. Despite everything, she ushered to his side, and he could see the heartache in her eyes – of course she had trusted Rowan without thought or question. Deirdre trusted everyone and everything.
 
She might have wished to fuss over him, but the dark wolf stiffened, his fiery eyes casting upon her. If she was an angel of the family, then surely he was the devil – Casmir had all but said as much. “Say it, Dee,” his tone was soft, but there was a gentle demand to it. He was exhausted, but he would not shy away from her feelings.