Bramblepoint culpa

germanicus lifted his chin, recognizing the unsurety that plagued crowfeather. the young hunter spoke carefully through it. 

his ears swept forward. "while we stay close to the caldera and brecheliant, we are obligated to protect them. the regent knew of the saints."

he faced toward the land of the redhawk dynasty. 

crowfeather and this satsu had met and done some sort of pagan rite together. he determined this from mention of the afterlife, and felt with a sudden burst of prejudice that he did not want corruption so close to him.

or the boy.

"i do not know where this land is. but i believe we must discover it."