The Sentinels Soggy Bottom

Head cocked, Solenya watched him fiddle with the moss. Her ears flicked at his words. Kiroo—that’s actually a cute little nickname. I wonder what she will think of these two when she finally returns.

Kirain. she said simply, the lily’s name bringing a gentle smile to curl. She is away—there was a task I needed for her to complete, but she found that she needed to stretch her legs beyond our guardians’ protection. 

Her heart already missed her friend dearly, missed her energy; the Sanctum was surely better for it.

Her head shook as he inquired about her roots. I was not born here, no. I’m from Hidden Valley, a place pretty far removed from this territory. My family—parents and siblings alike—were lost to me, so I left the Valley to…find new life. Silence was heavy with her remembered grief, the ghost of loss draping over her shoulders.

She breathed deeply to let loose a shaky sigh. This was not time to mourn; she had done so many, many moons ago. Her shoulders rolled, easing the heavy tension.

A paw waved in his direction now. And, you? Where did your story begin?