Redsand Canyon viriliter

the last words stung him badly, the bite of a wasp.

he supposed he deserved it. germanicus had no words with which to parry. crowfeather was right to rebuff him so cruelly.

he had a wife now. he had children. he had a structure here. he had a place he must uphold. he possessed now the roles of husband and father to fulfill.

germanicus did not wait.

he picked up the cooling prey with its viscous blood and walked noiselessly away.

there was no evidence of his aching heart upon his stoic face.