The Sentinels ghost on the shore

If Aria had been warm, Emaleth did not notice— for her quick departure told the youth all she needed to know, or so she thought. It was no skin off her hide either way, for the dark witch had plans and ambitions, so she did not dwell on it for much longer. Instead, her attentions turned to her siblings— even Constantine seemed glad to see her, returning her affections and responding in his soft, concerned way. She only nodded, uncertain of what to say, for she she loathed idle conversation— but it was perhaps too early in her return for weightier items. Instead, she basked in the comfort presence of her brother and sister, and the trees that were her home.