The Sentinels Too much sauce

last post for me!

Whatever desire to play an active role in this encounter was silenced by Deirdre's quelling words and the sharp blade of Skellige's. Her tail drooped, her ears pressed back. Deirdre's reprimand had done more than Skellige's foul language and his anger, for Deirdre's esteem meant far more to her. Skellige seemed, to Starbuck, an entirely unreasonable man. He said he wished for Larkspur's wellbeing, but his actions indicated the opposite.

Despite his petty little gestures, Starbuck was glad to see him go. He and Deirdre clearly had some rapport, some understanding that led him to follow her, and Starbuck watched them leave with clear relief. Starbuck missed the signs of encroaching illness in Deirdre and merely settled where she had before, not far from the enterance to the hollow tree.