The Sentinels reunion

Splitting from her band of misfits for a time, it was fortuitous that Long Rain would end up in this exact forest, on this exact night, at this exact hour. She looked up from her own hunt, mis-matched eyes now tracking a wolfish figure through the once-charred trees. Her nosiness compelled her to follow.

After all, it was not often that she saw a wolf darting secretively about in the dark.