The Sentinels Whispering words,

Boy, was he ever glad when Maia's gait finally slowed and they ended up at a crude encampment. Sunhawk was patient enough to deposit Grumba gently on some soft loam, but as soon as she was settled he threw himself into the dirt and curled into a little ball.

Maia's voice was the last thing Sunhawk was aware of before he drifted to sleep. Heavy sleeper as he was, he snored loudly and mightily but never stirred. In the morning after some suggestive winks at Lionel (did you get any last night, brother???) he and Umbra continued on their way to the Bay. Sunhawk hoped it was not the last he saw of Maia or Lionel; one he'd definitely bang, the other he wouldn't mind hanging with again.