Lion Head Mesa i don't want to wake it up.

Atreus headed back to the mesa after a brief foray to the woods north of Akashingo. He wondered if anyone had gone after “Jodie” yet. He shook his head, the sound of the April wind in the treetops receding behind him. He paused and glanced back, thinking of that word Amalia had mentioned.

Soon, he neared the borders and found two figures there. To his surprise, they were both familiar. He recognized Senmut, of course, but he also knew the young she-wolf. He had seen her around Mereo, even if the two of them had never so much as had a conversation.

Hey, I know you, he said as he approached them. Atreus tried to remember what he knew about her, which was very little aside from a vague familiarity with her face. I lived in Mereo too. I went by Icarus there, though it’s Atreus now… uh, Atreus Psithurism, he decided on the spot, glancing at the priest.