Redsand Canyon when you wake up hungover, you wish you were sober

The shadow felt the spotlight on him. He did not like it much. It was never good to be the one to offer news of that kind. Crowfeather didn’t even know how to answer his questions well enough to be useful. He could tell the information was news to Drakon. Surely Germanicus let all of his soldiers know that Mereo was believed to be a branch of Akashingo’s royalty. It wouldn’t make sense not to. 

I don’t fully know… I just know that there were wolves here who were causing trouble for everyone. Their leader mangled my leg. The Pharaoh of Akashingo sent Germanicus to create Mereo - an outpost to prevent them from settling here. That was better. Crowfeather felt that he had at least offered something valuable. Truthfully, he did not know much about soldiers or outposts. The politics of what Germanicus and Ramesses had created had always been confusing for the dark young man.