Haunted Wood plerusque

That’s alright, the shadow assured the soldier.

Crowfeather did not hesitate to join the older man. The seer prowled toward him and made a place for himself as close as he could manage. The proximity spiked his heart, each beat felt like a tumbling boulder.

Except that after Akashingo, I will not know where it is we will go. That will be up to you, Crowfeather reminded him warmly.

There was something about that unknown that thrilled the dark wolf. Crowfeather could feel the weight of that mystery and relished in it, wishing quietly that Germanicus would not hear his heart or feel it upon his flesh.