Arrow Lake kraai

The woman seemed nice. Crowfeather eased at the edge of the lake and watched her with a small smile on his features.

She agreed that the water was good on that warm summer day. The shadow imagined joining her. The thought chased goosebumps along his skin. He could hardly walk to the lake let alone attempting to swim. Perhaps when he had found his strength again. In time, he hoped that he would get used to missing his leg. Crowfeather did not want to be awkward and clumsy for the rest of his days. He wanted to hunt again, to fish, to swim in the lakes and rivers.

I thought I could wade in the water for a while. I haven’t been able to travel much and it was too nice to pass up.

Crowfeather wished to know more about the woman in the water.

Where do you travel from, if you don’t mind me asking?