Sleepy Fox Hollow Time moves slow

Crowfeather’s tail wavered happily at the confirmation. This would mean a chance to cool in the water and to watch the fish from a riverside perch.

Even as the hollow had begun to warm on the dark wolf, Germanicus pushed them further into a steep descent. The shadow could not remain near the soldier’s side, but he was careful to follow in the same steps. The length of his dark legs made him look rather silly as he picked his way after the silver guard.

You really went far, Crowfeather offered somewhat breathlessly, surprised at the range Germanicus had within his frame.