Redsand Canyon amarillo

crowfeather confirmed his chasteness to silvertongue. she chose not to comment on this for now, because for a man it was a large admission. he certainly had been saving himself; she knew in akashingo that he would have been entertained by far more than her. he had only needed to speak it. but now they were in mereo and speaking of the future. it was different now. "it is a skill, like anything else. and it is one i can teach." her look was meaningful. silvertongue graciously swept on. "what sort of place are you envisioning for home?"