Redsand Canyon gigante

The Pharaoh had sent her to an island. Crowfeather couldn’t understand why he would have pushed Belen away from Akashingo. But then, the Pharaoh did not push so much as suggest. He was capable of following through with his words and his open display of power. The shadow wanted to ask about her time as an Acolyte. Belen wished to speak about him. 

His leg, yes. The dark figure looked to the stub with an empty expression. It almost did not bother him anymore. He had already started working on the strength of the other three. 

I should not have left when I did. It- It was too soon for my injuries. Not soon enough for Germanicus to know my feelings. What a twisted truth it was. I had the healer remove it. She’s tended to my recovery. I’ll probably be able to leave this place in… a moon, maybe two. Crowfeather almost mentioned his fear of hunting on three legs. He kept the comment to himself after feeling the well of shame in his chest. 

Tell me of the island… he whispered to her in request.