The Sentinels you let me drown, you let me dream

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Hydra had approached The Sentinels with every intent to pass through this forest, too. But the desecrated land before her seemed foreboding. She lingered at its entrypoint, and even took two steps into the territory, but an otherworldly feeling possessed her. Hydra was no spiritual woman, but she could not help but feel that there were eyes upon her. Her head lowered and her eyes surveyed her surroundings as she sniffed at the earth. No, no pack was here, and wolves had only ever seemed to pass through here. There was a strange absence of other wildlife, too—though maybe it was not so strange, considering the state of the place.

With a shudder and a shake of her shoulders, Hydra elected to avoid this territory today, and turned on her heel to head toward more open land.