Sentinel on the Trail

The Sentinel sat back, letting Asuka eat her fill. At her thanks, he nodded easily, tail tapping softly at the ground. He grinned at her puzzled query, and, as she slowly rose, he waited a few beats and rose to his paws, almost immediately dropping into a lengthy, bowing stretch, limbs quivering in a groan before straightening again.

“Spirit, in our pack, means Alpha, Or Leader…. Or Queen. If she were male, she’d be King. Prior to her renaming the pack and redoing the ranks, her rank would have been called Archangel, and a Beta’s rank would have been Shield, same for both male and female.”

The information was a morsel that posed no threat to Valhalla as it stood now. Those ranks were long since dead. Once he sensed she was waiting on him to move next, he nodded up the trail in invitation. It was just wide enough for two fair-sized wolves to walk abreast, and he offered to take the lead a bit, figuring she’d much prefer to be behind him than in front, where the sense of being followed might be enough to bring out the anxiety again.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think