Haunted Wood I see you in my dreams

that was all germanicus carried with him. atrocities. anguish. he had spoken long and too long of julia and his father. of editum and its wickedness. 

he fell silent now. "tenderness." not a question, perhaps not even a statement. it was only the eagle musing to himself on how such a sentiment might feel.

abruptly he turned back to their mission, though not so quickly as to miss crowfeather's smile. despite the gravitas of his horrid story. germanicus returned it.

"where should we lie in wait?"