The Sentinels Pitter Patter

the young queen swept out from the sentinels moments after the howl sounded off--the familiar scent had come to her, and the elated youth moved, covetously, toward it! muses! deirdre greeted, and her eyes then panned to the familiar youth she had met out by the coast. ingram, she pronounced, and in knowing his affect, she catered to it despite the excitement brimming in her heart to see him, here, too. welcome to donnelaith... do you hunger? we have plenty of food in our caches, she invited them in with a sweep of her forearm, appearing before them far more regal than she ever behaved outside of donnelaith's boundaries. but here she was queen, and she was suited for her part.