Heron Lake Plateau Lost some pieces we can't replace

Cameo to coincide with RO thread.

With his head settled back upon the feathers, he was in the perfect spot to catch a few sunbeams across the face. It was impossible to tell if the water roused a response from him, or if it was the sound of Niamh's voice — but something was happening, and maybe it was a positive thing. Only Raven would be able to determine if what happened next was a positive step.

His lids lifted but it was like nobody was home; the function was not done on purpose, but there was a brief flash as a shaft of light passed through the den mouth and pierced his good eye. He sat there for a minute before the lid began to close again, shifting unbidden to a halfway-point, where it lingered another couple of seconds, until closing again.