Lion Head Mesa I'm no good at waiting

The young man felt immediate regret when he saw the way Tamar had reacted to his voice.

When she spoke to him, it was to say that he could heal and be on his way. He was not trapped in Akashingo forever.

Crowfeather sighed, wishing that he could apologize to her. The words would not grow past the sturdiness of his sullen attitude. Perhaps he was not trapped in Akashingo forever, but it did not feel that escaping it would be easy. It must have seemed pathetic. The shadow did not want for much in the mesa’s quarters. They gave him all that he needed, consistent and helpful.

It does not feel so easy…

The dark young man thought of Germanicus.