The Sentinels jos sais kerran reissullansa

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It was the song she heard at first, boisterous and ringing with joy. Within it was such sheer happiness that Starbuck immediately diverted herself from her less riveting task. She followed the song and the sound of the underbrush kicked up by large paws. When Starbuck finally came upon the source of the song, she found a wolf of great size, built far larger and stronger than Starbuck's own delicate figure. She was a pleasant wash of greyscale, her eyes were like quicksilver. She danced beneath the trees, and Starbuck found her breath taken away by the beauty and the liberty of it all.

Oh, how she wished she could sing along! The words and melody both were unfamiliar. And so she merely hovered a safe distance from the woman, for fear of disturbing her dance or causing her to finish early. Starbuck watched, rapt, and said nothing.