Bearclaw Valley i feel sorry for those who don't know the trick

astara admired the fine view of her rook and his slender legs, of the way he stirred the autumn leaves. when his pointed muzzle turned first to easthollow, her heart hardened -- but when he pointedly looked several degrees past their enemy's gates, astara tilted her head to the side in confusion.

she did not know of legion, and so, could not parse from his silent language his intentions -- but she understood her rook enough to know he was attempting to convey something of great importance.