Nocturne Summit A sea of clouds

after a pause to see that crowfeather was not wounded by his mirth, germanicus answered. "yes. you must protect your land by knowing how enemies might attack you." with the title of sovereign in their midst, with a surname to match the caldera's own, it had become a dynasty in his estimation.

"if you were a founder, where would you choose your territory?" germanicus inquired. he had gathered himself up, and stood awaiting the younger to lead them off again.

he stood resigned against any sidelong glances.