Lion Head Mesa Shinzō-byō

Cameo unless he's spoken to, I suppose.

Crowfeather stared through the doorway at Satsu, feeling the anger rise in his throat.

Tavina was there asking if she needed anything, but the dark wolf did not understand why the queen would stand outside the room in the first place. What was in the healing quarters that she might need? Did she not have a husband to tend to; children to bear for his royal majesty? The shadow could not help but feel like some kind of freak. He was only there for people to press their faces in on him and watch.

The dark wolf sighed and cast his gaze away from the women outside the doorway.