Qeya River cedarfall

ghelan kept to the fringes of the sunshine herd. not out of any weakness but simply an insatiable curiosity. in brief breaks from the march, he would slip away to gather more herbs from what keda had taught him. less time tending to amulets, more time preparing herbs and pelts for the next cold snaps.

when they returned, the river was unfamiliar to him. all that he knew wasz that he returned just a little taller than when he was first brought to qeya by his father — apparent only when the boy trotted up and stood alongside the chieftain upon arrival.