Redsand Canyon Blessed be the pillow, muffling sound

We are, Crowfeather whispered to her. His eyes glowed gold. 

This was a large step. He did not feel that leaving Mereo, leaving Germanicus was so easy. It had been different to plan it. Taking action on it weighed heavy in his heart. He wanted to say goodbye, but he knew that nothing would come from it - nothing more than hurt and confusion. 

As Crowfeather looked at the Tablinum where he had been treated, he thought it fitting that he would leave his leg behind in the place where he had left his heart. 

Come on, let’s head to the borders. A nudge was offered to Silvertongue’s shoulder. They were off.