Blackfeather Woods sleep is a welcome gadget in our headbondhood

The shudder makes his skin itch a little; as if he's contaminated, and now Taikon has made him aware of it. His ears fold, and he bites back the urge to pick apart Taikon's reasoning. Instead, a wild impulse takes hold of him, an uncontrollable urge that sends words tumbling from his lips before he can stop them. It was. And I want you to come with me on another trip to make up for it, His tone leaves no room for argument, mind already made up. I have... something important I need to do. It's not dangerous, and we can take it slow. You're the only one I can take along. And there it is; words that had been meant for Rowan, mostly, now spilled out in a very untimely manner. He hasn't even spoken to his co-leader about this need, yet. He hasn't spoken to anyone about it, save Taikon — who he immediately expects to reject his demand request.