Lion Head Mesa kareshi

Satsu appeared distressed at the thought that their visit had not gone according to her plans. The dark wolf continued to fix some of the plants that had been overturned or uprooted, shoveling dirt with his nose until they were like small babies tucked safely into bed. When he had finished with the plants that could be salvaged, the shadow began to remove the dead pieces, or bury them so that they could have a chance at new life from their injuries.

I do not want you to be sad, Satsu. You could not have anticipated that Akashingo would face an attack.

Crowfeather did not believe this. He thought the Saints were dreadful wolves and that the moment Satsu had mingled with them, she had cast herself into trouble that would not easily let go. These were not things he wished to talk about with the girl.

You are to wed Pharaoh.