Ashure silently walked back down the hall from the kitchen to the bedroom that Tonya had shown him. He smoothed the Thunderbird feather on his hat, enjoying the tingling electricity coming from the fine plumage. It wasn’t the same one that he had stolen all those years ago. This one was a gift. Nali had given him the feather to replace the one he lost while crossing the Field of Fire.
He placed the hat on top of the dresser and removed his coat. Opening a door, he discovered that it was a closet. He hung his coat up next to the clothes hanging inside. He suspected from the size and colors that they belonged to Mike. A clear bag covered a military uniform.
Stepping back, he closed the door and turned around to survey the room. It was small, about a quarter of the size of his cabin on the
