The Sentinels Flower, gleam and glow

The hide satchel Solenya carried swayed softly as she stepped through the Sentinels, verdant eyes casting worried glances at the giants. One shake of the earth could send them all to topple, crushing all that was below. She shivered at the thought, but it did not deter her from continuing on.

As she assessed the surroundings, she took note of the life willing to grow here. There were indications that this place had been razed by fire, yet life continued on despite the destruction. And it was here that she felt a kinship to the soil, friendship in the flora, a gentle understanding with the fauna who called this placed home.

And, it was here that she would claim as hers.

The first matter of business: bury her past. Gently removing the satchel from her neck, she placed it before her to open and expose the items held within. A piece of antler, fur from her parents, and seeds from the lupine flowers that filled her old home with its scent.

With time and patience, it would do so here. Taking a moment and with a smile on her face, she worked in silence.