Lion Head Mesa Shinzō-byō

There was no peace that came with knowing that he had deceived her. It helped him to understand why things were so difficult, why she had been away for so long. Even as he looked at her, Crowfeather felt that she had changed very much from when they had first met. Something had made her harder. He did not know if his own actions had caused such a shift, or the lies, but he could not say that he liked it.

Every so often, when Satsu would speak to him, he would see a glimmer of her the way he had seen her before.

Crowfeather wondered if these parts of her had always existed. Perhaps, he thought, I do not know her well enough. Was it foolish, then, to have run across the wilderness to find her?

Satsu, I understand… you have a mate now. You cannot spend your time with- with- me. This was true, of course. He knew that he did not hold as high of a place as Ramesses would. They were paired together. She had wed him. To be honest, I do not know if I will stay here for long after I have healed. There are things I wish to do. But I would like to still see you, Satsu…

The gold of his eyes pleaded with her. 

How could he not despair? He felt so alone.