Lion Head Mesa leviculus

germanicus lifted his chin in a hushed agreement. "you will make a list of who might be in this number." with this, they might begin to organize these patrols. "and we will need a spy." he did not know who this could be, only that he would not allow it to be crowfeather.

it was something he might choose to do himself. but he did not say this for now.

"i would like to spar with you one evening. it may become necessary." the eagle meant this, but the conception of sharing such a space with the shadow once more comforted him.