The Sentinels if tomorrow you won't be mine

There was nothing else to say in that moment -- the decision was made, the words a finality to Donnelaith. He felt a twinge of worry -- Deirdre's naivety was not lost upon him, and he feared for Donnelaith itself. But his youngest sisters words still rung within his mind -- that Lasher's intentions for their home was far from what he and Aria perhaps conceived it to be -- and whether or not she had meant it in so many words, she had stated her belief he would bring it to ruin.
 
This was the only gift he could truly give her -- and it was as close to the world as he knew.
 
pressing forward, the swarthy wolf swept his muzzle over his sister's crown -- affection and desperation lingering. Planting a kiss to her temple, Constantine drew away from the two women then, eager to seek the solace of the borders and the quiet they would offer his weary mind.