Two Eyes Cenote If anything, she's an undiscovered element

With the guards taken care of, Redbird sought a path and plunged in to the dark of the place; she reeked of coyote, and hoped this would help those slaves within this place avert their eye. If she smelled like one of them and moved quickly enough to avoid lingering eyes, Redbird was confident she would appear as a hurried slave and nothing more. They would not stop her.

She delved so far and so quickly in to Muat-Riya, not knowing how long Sari would keep the mazoi distracted, and found herself bypassing hallways, nooks, and crannies as she sought some sign of Colt.

It was too bad she had been so very drunk, that night. There was no way to know where the jawbone had been hidden! Or where it might have gone if moved. She hurried; she earned a few glances.

When eyes became too prevalent she ducked in to another space, and found herself in the temple. It was strange to feel the wind upon her face here; the ceiling was somehow open to the sky, and Redbird remembered the wedding and how crowded the space had been.

She began to prowl between the altars, plucking at ornaments, studying bits and pieces until she came to one in particular - where a jawbone had been strung up with other heathen decorations.

Aw, Colt, lookit what they did to yew. She set her teeth against the reeds and began to cut them, and found a cord of leatherskin fastened the bone in place more firmly than expected.