Lost Creek Hollow and as I set to face it, I'm unsure should I embrace it, should I run?

Crowfeather’s eyes welled with sadness.

Aquillius had endured so much. It was too much for someone so young. The damage that had been caused to him had likely scarred his mind. There were not many things that could be done to heal such torment. At least, nothing that could be done in a short time. Such recoveries could take years, a lifetime!

The dark star glanced back toward the den and hung his head. Doedapple had done well to tend to the wounds that she could. She had likely worked wonders on his body. The scars would be a reminder he would carry all his life. As he thought of his, his eyes shifted to the stump where his leg had been.

I would like to help him, the shadow stated. If he will let me.

And how would Germanicus feel about his son being in Riverclan?

I think that- I think that the stars could heal some of what has been damaged in his mind.