Lion Head Mesa All the proud hours I hold are around you

"i serve myself here, crowfeather." she had seen the hint of humour in his mouth. it relieved her to know that such an emotion still existed in the boy. "each day i rise and i do what i want. i am a healer. but i travel outside the pack land if i want that, too."

only the fellahin existed to serve. neither she nor crowfeather was one of those. "what are you going to do after you leave here?" tavina asked, plain in her awareness that he did not want to be present in the mesa.