Redtail Rise I chewed my fingers to the bone today

She leaned into the shoulder he offered, grateful for the act of mercy and empathy. His apology was one of many she had collected, but she felt more free to cry and let her grief find its way out past the impenetrable defended she’d been trying to put up. 

”Merci, Ashlar,” she said, when her soul felt spent. Perhaps, tonight, she would have a more clear conscience, now that she had been honest with Ashlar. Plus, it was another pack of wolves with eyes watching for him. 

”Will you keep watch for ‘im?
De eagle was gold, ‘is claws so grim.
But my son, ‘e is brown, wid a pale jaw on ‘is face.
‘Is feet too, dey be pale beige like bird feathers.
Please, do tell me if you find ‘im…Dead or alive…In dis place?”