Lion Head Mesa manzanita

Germanicus…

And suddenly, Crowfeather wished that he was anywhere else. It was not fair that he was left to feel such things. It wasn’t fair! He wished he could speak his thoughts aloud without sounding like a spoiled child, but there was no way around it. The shadow did not want to continue his journey within the mesa. He wanted to travel east and to see the things that the older man would show him.

The dark figure’s eyes would not meet Belen’s face.