Haunted Wood I see you in my dreams

Crowfeather nearly laughed. Could not disappoint him? Did Germanicus even hear himself speak? The dark wolf did not feel so worthy of his words of confidence.

Would I really fight if it came to it? He could not help but wonder and think, mind filled with a thousand anxious images of what could become of them. The breath of the Saints desire for war chased at his tail and Crowfeather felt that they might not so easily avoid conflict. The seer had not made a positive impression on their leader.

Yes, Germanicus. Crowfeather nodded his head and began carving their path into the forest.

Germanicus- these were thoughts that had mulled about in his mind since his encounter with the Sovereign of Redhawk Caldera, you do not seek to lead, but we also do not wish to settle and serve someone else. What will we do when we reach the east?