Haunted Wood Cicada night

The guard responded by saying that his grandfather had been an explored warrior who had won many battles in a land bearing a strong resemblance to his name. The dark wolf listened with ears cupped forward and his eyes trained on the features of Germanicus’ face. When he spoke of himself, Crowfeather could hardly breathe.

Your name is… very important, the seer breathed with reverence.

Latin is a strong language. The words you speak suit your tongue.

A fond smile crossed his face. When Germanicus had shared the few words in the language of his home, they seemed as though they belonged on his lips. Crowfeather could not see another speaking them the way that he did.