Redhawk Caldera triduana

Redhawk Caldera, the dark wolf thought to himself. His eyes shifted to the ground nervously. 

You are supposed to make him proud. Do not give him a reason to turn you away now. 

Steadying himself and putting on a large-eyed but firm expression, he looked back to Ruenna. Germanicus had remembered everything she had said. He had repeated it with respect and care, leaving out no trace of her titles or their sovereign's. Crowfeather already barely remembered the name of the place or the woman who had greeted them. They spoke in such a different way. 

Germanicus went on to say that they were seeking the lake on the other side to spend some time training. Crowfeather felt his tail waver pleasantly. The sound of his name on Germanicus' tongue was a peculiar kind of treat. 

The offer that the silver male had placed before Ruenna was marvelous. They would do what Redhawk Caldera needed and surely be granted access to the lake on the other side. Crowfeather nodded his head quickly to signify that he was also agreeable to the conditions. He thought in that moment that he might follow Germanicus anywhere.