The Sentinels see no evil, speak no evil

Your writing is always very beautiful. @Lotte -- fixed! Sorry for the wait. <3

While there were many newcomers to their home, Constantine was somewhat familiar with most of them -- but it did not explain the desire of the other to hide from him as the leaves rustled. His own ears pressed forward, his stocky figure pausing as he considered the reasoning -- the wolves of Donnelaith were an open bunch, and so he could not see why another felt the need to hide within their own home, and so the wolf lowered his muzzle in protection now, his form stiffening. "Show yourself," he rumbled, annoyance sparking in his orange eyes. "We do not linger in the shadows of Donnelaith."