The Sentinels ghost on the shore

"Emaleth." 

The voice was recognized by more than just Aria, she was sure of it. Deirdre had always been the sweeter, more friendly of the two, but Emaleth was never to be forgotten. Her leaving shattered the spirits of a number of wolves in the pack, perhaps they could begin to be pieced back together. 

She arrives quickly to see the dark body of the young witch, curious if she recognized her. Surely not, she had never had too much close interaction with the child-- but perhaps. "Emaleth," she says softly, a small smile welcoming her. "You've returned." With a quick tilt of her head, she calls for @Deirdre and @Constantine, knowing that the two would want to come.