Sheepeater Cliff it's not over

remaining vague as to their last thread! set shortly after

So. That was that.

Things had begun to shift within Killdeer, harsh and jagged as fault lines, since he'd first learned of the conflict between Germanicus and Fennec. Perhaps sooner than that—perhaps as early as his first soldiering lessons. 

The goofball had become a man. And the man had a family to look after.

He stood watching the bighorns from afair, idly sucking in the inside of his cheek. The sheep reminded him of the Imperator, and the way he'd been a mentor to Killdeer. The way they'd sparred and hunted and lived together for so very long.

He'd trusted the soldier. But no longer.

He glanced over to where @Fennec was, eyes flitting over his mother's face. No, he couldn't ever forgive a man who'd caused her so much pain. Maybe that was why he felt so horrible about what he'd ask of her next.

Ma? he called out, a question in his tone.