Nocturne Summit Castle in the sky

Beyond sight and smell of the lake water. 

Crowfeather nodded his head in understanding. He looked back to the mountain and wondered if they journeyed upward if that would eliminate the scent of the water. Knowing that he wasn't going to get these types of answers from Germanicus, he began trekking upward and toward the steep point. 

In another life, Crowfeather might have been able to find himself fond of mountain regions. There was a good deal to see where they were, far more to smell once he drew his snout into the air and drank the aroma on the wind. Something strange there, he noted with a curious expression. 

Germanicus asked and Crowfeather looked to him with slightly bristled fur. 

I do, he answered in a hushed voice. What trouble existed there?