The Sentinels Fish Fallet

From what Lotte could infer, Rouge seemed to be a very focused, businesslike wolf — and although the vivacious rogue was disappointed that her company did not appear to share her excitement, she kept her opinions to herself and reached instead for Solene’s impartial stoicism. The Ansbjørn girl’s smiling expression smoothed to a waiting attentiveness; the lively movement of her body settled into a demure stillness; and the sparkle in her eyes seemed to cool as she focused on some unobtrusive middle distance between the older female’s ears. “I hear and understand,” she said simply, cutting down her loquaciousness to match the blue-eyed woman’s perfunctory pragmatism. “What is a ‘bluefish’ and why is it dangerous?” she asked. “Will the wolves of Teaghlaigh also be invited?”