The Sentinels the wise man is one who never sets himself apart from other living things

they were back at this unimpressive place. lionel had caught the scent of maia and wraen, passing through; he did not think they remained. and so it was he, knaven, and @Bijou. he had never understood the wolverine's pull to the place. his own was minute, centered around their mother.
but he would not grouse or grumble. as knaven stepped through the sentinels, lionel picked his own way among the burnwood and came to stand beside his brother, quiet.