Lake Rodney A journey (a decision)

Crowfeather took great joy in knowing that the woman would show him her chosen claim, the land where she sought to make a home for herself. It felt an intimate thing to share with another being. The dark figure could not place why that was so. It left him feeling touched, if not moderately perplexed. 

I'd like to see it, he told her with earnest. 

At the mention of Germanicus finding entertainment within her group, Crowfeather stiffened slightly and drew his eyes to her face. There was a strange stirring he felt that he had never known before. He thought it must have been the idea of Germanicus seeking entertainment of any sort and excused the bubbling in his belly. 

If I cannot convince him, I will find a way to see it somehow.

Crowfeather flicked his large ears forward, cupped toward the woman with piqued interest. 

May- may I know your name?