Stone Circle Rage and Grief beset

but what could he say?

what could he say that would change all the failures that had led his son here, dying of fever far from the canyon?

that the canyon no longer stood.

his jaw shuddered and he came closer, grasping the still hard paw of aquillius between those iron ones he possessed.

shame for his outburst came swift and harsh, but the eagle pushed it away to say, "i am sorry, my son. for all that i was not."

at last he looked to the riverclan woman. "i can hold him."