Qeya River split sky

He anticipated the man trying to squeeze more details from him, getting one last drop from his dry rind. Instead, the man’s voice changed. Ksura lifted his chin slightly, one ear pricking as he caught what he thought was sorrow. Genuine sorrow.

He froze when the man’s eye caught his own and only then did he realize that he had still been trembling. 

Like any other, the man wanted his child returned. 

Ksura was no stranger to searching for children. He thought of Mira and her children- scattered to the wind. He thought of his one victory, in bringing Ash Star’s daughter back to her…But every other search had gone on for months- and had had no happy end. 

Sun Eater bargained with an empty pocket, and Ksura knew it. But if there was a chance his children would be welcome if they were found…Now was the time to get that insurance. 

”Okay.” He said. ”I will try.” 
He swallowed heavily, and quietly pulled his feet beneath himself, so he no longer lay plastered on his side where his shoulder pushed into the ground. He would have to clean it out again. ”Where do I look?” He asked, ”And what am I looking for?”