Haunted Wood I see you in my dreams

The dark wolf was intent, as he had grown to be when Germanicus blessed him with prolonged periods of speaking. The man talked of his sister in the way that only a sibling could. Crowfeather could not help but to smile.

This was the first that the soldier had spoken of love.

That is- that is sad in many ways. I admire her for following her heart, though.

The softness to his words was not without hesitation. Crowfeather did not know anything more than what the eagle had told him of her. It begged other thoughts from the young man’s mind.

Have you ever loved someone so deeply, Germanicus?