The Sentinels Let your powers shine

Following her encounter with Kirain, Odessia had cleaned herself thoroughly by taking a dip in one of the many creeks that filtered through the tall wood. When she was not sleeping or eating—neither of which happened all that often—she sat with her favorite flowers, getting lost in their tiny world. Bit by bit, she began to unwind. Her anxiety began to wane, and her sleep began to improve. Whether she knew it or not—acknowledged it or not—putting physical distance between herself and The Incident had helped. She was still shaken, but her appetite was beginning to come back. She no longer relived the horror whenever she closed her eyes. It was a breath of fresh air.
The Incident had, no doubt, changed her, but she was still Odessia in her core.
A strange humming sound caught her attention, and the white wolf altered her course to investigate. Atop a boulder lay a large, lithe wolf coated in cool greys and sporting bright green eyes. Aside from the humming, she appeared normal. Odessia paused, wondering if her voice had returned. She had been feeling better, and yet she hated the idea of trying to speak and being unable to. She clenched her jaw, then decided to try anyway.
"Hello?" she managed, her voice a bit raspy from disuse.
A wave of relief hit her. She realized this was the first time she had met a wolf without the immediate need to flatten herself or bolt in another direction. Whatever The Incident had done to her seemed to be finally wearing off.