Sleepy Fox Hollow maero

The fear that was felt was nothing like what he had felt before. It was as though the sharp edges of that feeling had been dulled and stripped away. Perhaps it was because Crowfeather did not believe he would ever feel the same terror he had felt when being chased by Nyra. Perhaps it was because he did not understand what had happened to him in the days that had passed.

The dark wolf was lifted onto the back of the greyworn soldier. The pain was immense. Crowfeather retched, nothing left his mouth. The dark figure had been emptied of any food that had been inside of him days before. His stomach lurched and he gagged again, feeling his stomach churn within him and his eyes burn from the effort of it. The shadow heaved dryly one last time before his head lolled against Germanicus’ shoulder.

The scent of the soldier filled his nose like perfume.

Germ-

Crowfeather was gone again, swept away into the darkness of his unconscious mind.

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