The Sentinels Bravery only means something to those afraid of death.

He found her at last, though she was hardly what he expected. Dacio's dark hackles lifted along the length of his dorsal as he stumbled back, huffing in surprise as his tail arched behind him, flagging without thought. "You," he hissed, taking another backward stride as he spotted a flash of gleaming ivory in the darkness.

She was far from her home, far from the coast their families had so actively fought over. Dacio fidgeted in place; it was an odd feeling to be both aroused and enraged at the same time. Frustrated adrenaline coursed his veins and the warrior's lip twitched as he considered how to handle this. "Why are you here?" Dacio grumbled, made suddenly anxious by the possibility of her Rusalka dogs lurking nearby.