Haunted Wood I see you in my dreams

When Germanicus continued, the story managed to grow even sadder. Crowfeather listened still, curious to hear what it had been like for him living in a royal family. So different from the Starsea.

Maybe one day we will all have something that tender to us, the dark wolf remarked with a small smile.

It was not the answer that he had wanted, but he felt it so rightfully fit the man who had offered it that he could not complain. 

The dark wolf wondered if he would continue. Crowfeather could have listened to Germanicus go on for hours, speaking about anything that entered his mind. Each time the silver guard spoke it was like a quenching of his dry throat.