The Sentinels toiveikas

deirdre regarded his words for a moment, and then thought them very true. to one wolf or another, one song would hold meaning. the melody lærke had sung had sounded, to her, slow and sweet. was it a song of love, she wondered? his own inquiry was given a slow nod, and she hummed, yes, and it did! it had many meanings! it conjured in her many thoughts, but the song first and foremost evoked love in her heart. her minds voice, as she thought of it, was that of her fathers.

she looked thoughtful for a moment. your native tongue is beautiful, and the linguist asked, with genuine hope and curiosity, do you think you could teach me more of it? perhaps, then, they could sing a duet in his tongue; it might make him feel further at home, here. how she hoped lærke and lotte would find happiness in this forest of hers! twas her greatest dream, that those that lingered beneath these sequioa's would find this for themselves!