The Sentinels moving in reverse with no way out

indie's comments were soothing. every other words of wisdom that had been forced upon her had felt forced, insincere, like they were just trying to get past the topic and move on. like she should move on. but indie listened, and spoke only when she needed to. her response to 'you'll find what you were looking for' were not casual and easily shrugged off, at least, not to aria. she stared, round gaze finding that of indie's and nodded. she did agree. she would find something-- maybe someone. she would be okay.

she stood, slowly, and stepped forward. "i must go, my journey will be long-- i might as well get stared," she said with a smile, tail wagging slowly at her hocks. "i wish you a good life, indie," she added with a flick of her ears, "may the spirit of donnelaith guide you." she gave the area-- and her newfound acquaintance-- one last look before setting off, ash falling from her pelt and tail as she traveled. as she moved, she repeated, over and over again, you will be okay. and she truly believed it.