Qeya River dawn country

so sorry for the hold up <33

Now more than ever, Anselm wrestled with the true meaning of what it was to be father. He followed Gideon as the boy answered the summons, and he listened -- expression carefully neutral -- as Sun Eater spoke from the mouth of the dark-faced, solemn woman.

It was much to digest. Anselm was beginning to fear for his son's safety. Not that he believed Sun Eater capable of such evil (what did he know?) but for how painfully aware he was of his own failing body. Winter would soon gather snow in its icy arms, and if he and Gideon were caught in the wilderness, their survival was unlikely.

His gaze lifted to Sun Eater in surprise as he learned the expectation to retrieve his son. Anselm had his own thoughts, but he remained silent -- instead glancing to the two that spoke first. Silently, his gaze slid to Sun Eater to measure the man's reaction to Ksura.