The Sentinels X Marks the Spot

As her strength returned, Starbuck began to range farther and farther from her den, until at last she could walk the full length of The Sentinels with no repercussions. The Seer delighted in this, and began to follow the perimeter of the wood daily. One might call it patrolling the borders, but Starbuck did not see it this way. She was merely stretching her legs after a long month of rest, and sincerely hoped she would find no one seeking an official representative to the pack.

But alas! Such was not her luck, and she encountered man at the edge of the wood. Though she had hoped not to find a visitor, she would not turn him away nor ignore him. Hail, she called as she approached at a careful trot. Hail and welcome, this is Donnelaith.