Lion Head Mesa the mosquitoes were almost unbearable

Shake as he did, Crowfeather did not entirely disagree with the wild-eyed man. He did not like the idea of sitting and waiting for their enemy to attack, to surprise them when they were least expectant of it. Common sense told him that Germanicus would not allow them to be taken by surprise, but he could not help but to fixate on the violence of the Saints. They could show up in any moment.

I- I agree, the shadow stated pathetically. We are working on a better plan, than to wait for them to attack. We- we are preparing. Crowfeather clapped his teeth shut to keep himself from telling the stranger more.

The wolf demanded his name.

Cr- Crowfeather. I am the temporary physician to Akashingo.