Sleepy Fox Hollow Time moves slow

That was true, Crowfeather thought to himself. He would have called out immediately if something had happened in the guard’s absence. Though, it did trouble him to think that Germanicus had been restless in the hollow, the seer was also grateful that they had momentarily moved beyond their difficult conversation from before.

Dipping his head to drink at the water, Crowfeather lapped thirstily. When he had filled his belly with cool liquid, he looked at their surroundings and understood why Germanicus had picked it. They were not likely to be interrupted there.

Crowfeather longed to dip his feet in the river water, but his hunger outweighed the weariness and he circled around the bank to find a place where he might be able to hunt for fish.