Lion Head Mesa Shinzō-byō

can I bring you something?
no; leave us. satsu did not wait for the dark woman to move.

she flowed to the doorway and beyond it, to where crowfeather lay. he could not meet her eye.

there she stood, silent, watching. a sigh drawing from her, tensely. she settled to her haunches beside his bedfurs and looked to the various things lining the walls; foodstuffs, medicines, oddities brought by tavina.

she wanted to say something but did not know what. the last time they had spoken, she and crowfeather, had left her broken-hearted.