The Sentinels Know you hear me

ooo yes yes yes!

Once or twice in her wanderings she had seen the garden, a lovely thing too neat to have grown by accident. She dare not draw near, for fear of unwittingly disturbing that which grew there. But whenever she walked past, she looked for the wolf who kept it, so that she may come closer with invitation. 

She was covered in dirt, but that did not sent Starbuck away. The seer's curiosity was too great, and she always wished to learn more of the wolves of Donnelaith. Closer, Starbuck could hear a song stirring in the woman's throat, a mere hum, but lovely all the same. It is lovely, she said without preamble, referring to the garden and the song.