The Sentinels I had a dream last night,

Ah.

A fucking witch.

They had a playful smile and eyes that gleamed with amusement- like a siren luring their victims to the bottom of the sea. Her fur but bristled to such thoughts, finding the sea-wenches that most wicked out of all. They were annoying and whimsical, and she would rather avoid this wolf so.

"It's polite to introduce yourself first." Voice full of malice and command, she held a high head while speaking to them like a lesser foe.