Sleepy Fox Hollow Time moves slow

Germanicus' thoughts of a clan were difficult to grasp. In fact, Crowfeather grew so confused he looked to the rigid line of the man's back and followed it to his face. 

That is what you would want?

The question fell from his tongue before he had a chance to halt it. The thought of a band of men who roamed, soldiers marching, was not one that settled well with Crowfeather. He could not say why.