Redsand Canyon I'm standing on your porch screamin' out

germanicus began to climb.

he would not answer until his head was level with that of the pale stranger. shale and rocks slipped into the cold beyond, and he felt the bite of gnarled grasses beneath his paw.

the boy was well-built and muscled, with green eyes that perhaps had once been warm.

"who do you seek?"

the eagle faced the stranger in the manner of a centurion standing tall, hand upon the hilt of his sword.