The Sentinels the summoning

deirdre would come to repeat the words again and again to the seawolf, but she saw in this moment he was not well. as he slumped forward, deirdre sought to support him further with her weight. she was patient, and if he could not yet move, she would wait until he could! she hummed him a song that went well with the lapping of the sea, ancient and without name or lyric, that had comforted her as a cub--that had helped her sleep, even when she knew the nightmares of teeth and blood would come. those days were long gone, but the song always brought her to feel at peace.