Lion Head Mesa Peína

Cold would mean that they needed to stock meats, even the Greek knew this. All he had seen were the lavish foods that the Pharaoh had filled their storerooms with, the berries and fruits, the small number of reserves. Arsenio did not know what they planned for the winter months, but he did not imagine that helping to stock prey was a poor idea.

When Satsu had gone to study with Crowfeather, Arsenio informed her that he would bring her dinner and would work to fill a cold weather cache with meats. The queen had not appeared bothered by this, so the auburn mercenary stepped from his post at her side and vanished into the mesa grounds.

The misthofóros breathed deep, filling his lungs with autumn air. A brisk trot set his limbs working as he aimed himself for the far reaches of Akashingo where he might be able to hunt.