The Sentinels With all of this money, they all want something from me

For @Cryptid

She felt her heartbeat in her ears. She felt the air in a rush all around her. She felt a snap, the soft kind, the feeling of bone under muscle under flesh under skin and there was blood, so much blood —
Reverie blinked as the squirrel's dying cries faltered and faded away. There wasn't so much blood, not really. Still, she dropped the limp thing and looked up at the trees, the sky beyond. A flash of gold streaked across her vision. Reflexively she turned her head to follow it, catching a glimpse of gilded feathers before it was gone. Everything seemed to brighten around her, and that wasn't so abnormal, but then — then it just kept getting brighter.
She went very still, but her heart was in her throat.