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

Tavina tried to offer him some words of advice, but her briskness made it feel more like a piece of lecture. The shadow did not like to hear it, but he did not tell her. She was there of her own free will. How dare she speak to him in such a way? How dare she suggest that he grow used to the idea of Akashingo being a place of power, not a prison? Crowfeather could not stand the thought.

The nurse could leave at any time. He was stuck there until he could manage to walk on his own, for longer than a few minutes.

The shadow continued to gaze out at the stretch of terrain. He allowed his thoughts to wander to Germanicus. He reveled in them for as long as he could before he found himself growing sad. When he had tired of the place, Tavina escorted him back to his quarters where he slept to avoid remembering.