Haunted Wood Cicada night

And just when Crowfeather believed that he had offered something great to the silver guard, Germanicus opened his mouth and transcended him. The dark wolf did not feel badly about this, only honored.

Apollo…

Perhaps the stars have guided me, he wondered.

Crowfeather did with the name what he had done with everything else Germanicus had given him. He carefully tucked it away in a place in his heart where only the most precious of memories was stored.