Redsand Canyon sand blossom

"i am well."

tamar's mouth twitched. she examined the claws of one forepaw for a moment. "i am — waiting for my time to come. perhaps i am a little envious of the matrona." her smile was wry when she cast it back toward aquene.

"the soldier you told me about." she arched a brow, inviting the physician to speak if she so chose. but if not, tamar would leave it there and take their discourse in another direction. "now that the south has been scouted, perhaps the imperator and the matrona might allow a civilian patrol. i would like to see it."