The Sentinels Save what has been lost

Solenya… it’s perfect! Kirain breathed, her voice filled with warmth and eager wonder.

Without waiting for the lupine’s reply, she surged forward, unable to contain her excitement. There was so much to take in, so much to admire. She lowered her nose to the earth, drawing in the rich, layered scents of the clearing, the soil, the moss, the faint traces of passing creatures.

She moved with purpose and joy, trotting to the trees to gauge their height, assessing their strength and the shelter they might offer. Her paws pressed into the mossy ground as she tested its softness, letting the textures guide her sense of place.

It was beautiful.

It was untouched, alive, right.

And in that moment, as the pull of the place settled into her chest, Kirain felt it fully: this wasn’t just a clearing.

It was home.

A brilliant smile lit her face as she turned back to Solenya, her eyes alight with emotion.