The Sentinels but the well is dry

She listened intently, checking trees as they went. When finally they parked, she remained silent for a moment while considering all he had told her.

But why do you have to do it? She asked, though the answer seemed pretty obvious. Sam, if it doesn't make you feel good you shouldn't help her. She sounds like a real piece of work anyways. Visala knew from experience that it wasn't worth throwing out your morals for someone else from being on the giving and recieving end of that exchange; it rarely ended well. She can get the skull on her own.

Pressing a paw to the tree next to them, she made an attempt at comfort. What do you think of this tree? Feeling it further, she almost make a remark that it reminded her of Sam - best save that for later.