Haunted Wood Cicada night

Germanicus commented on the beauty of the Redhawk Caldera. Crowfeather smiled warmly at this. It was nice to hear him speak that way, the way he had said a poet spoke. The silver guard did not give himself enough credit. His words were often well-thought, carefully put, with just enough to leave listeners wanting more.

I am glad. Perhaps one day we can return, after we have gone where it is we must go.

The wooded areas around the packs were comforting and filled with prey. Crowfeather hoped that their destination in the east would be just as bountiful.

The mountains to the east. Satsu says that if we pass them, we have gone too far. That Akashingo is nestled inside of it. Maybe a canyon or a deep valley? The dark wolf wished to demonstrate that he was still thinking about their path and their goals.