Lion Head Mesa prolixus

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he sensed slate move against the redrock nearby. he did not open his eyes, but he felt her own upon him. "thank you for tending crowfeather." it seemed that she had brought all of her supplies to this little room. there were many things here that he did not recognize.

and yet with his own eyes the eagle had watched the doctor. she was calm and pragmatic. her care was detailed. germanicus had observed much about the woman and yet he had only been given her name.

he looked at the splinted leg. he watched the sable flank rise and fall. "you are the reason he still lives," the eagle said softly. his words hovered in the grey air between he and slate.