The Sentinels give me your hand — save me

Alone? I was with Darky fo' the whole day ya found meh. She defended Doe's shadow with confidence. Anyone barely recognized the tuffed one, she knew, for she hadn't even joined them at the story-telling night. But today was going to be different; everyone would know how her friend had protected her without words and had caught a fish with little effort just for her. She caught a fish fo' meh. She praised the dark one's existence with a smile. She didn't mean to say that Szymon was wrong, she really just wanted Darky to be recognized.

The name male, Castiel, he had said, asked her a ridiculous question. Who in Teekon would ever hurt her? Even her mother hadn't physically abused her. Nope- I'm fine. She chipped up at the male. She was elated to hear Aria accepted her-unlike Doe- and pressed her wet, cold nose against the white female's leg. Thank ya! She barked, but quickly got distracted by her scarfed caretaker.

Okaay, Isosisko. She called after her- looking at the adults present still to see and hear if they had anything more to say.