Shy Deer Steppes Where the shivering dog rests

crowfeather. the name of her patient. tavina had not been given leave to speak of anyone inside the mesa. "maybe." who was he to order her around? she shouldn't even be on this messenger's errand. "you can ask the pharaoh. when you see him."

the end of her sable tail curled, tavina set off back down the steppes into the sand. if the man followed she would know, but she did not look back for him. the winter was harsh and she had a patient. whatever drama was about to ensue did not involve her.