The Sentinels mother earth and father time

they had made it to the sentinels.
the mayfair supposed it was similar to how their mother had described — oh, mam! gone off in her head would she be, describing fairy rings and witches walking amid the ancient trunks of the once burnt forest.
but now they had come back.
lionel walked through the ash, pausing when a flash of gold fed its way into his line of sight. another wolf, and pointedly not one of his littermates. therefore, the mayfair decided with a ripple of his fawncream hackles, it was more than likely an adversary, and he stalked pointedly among the barren trees directly for the stranger.