Lost Creek Hollow See how breeze and grass do play

The dark man did not answer.

Aquillius waited for the answer with his breath bated, but it did not come. Instead, Crowfeather told him to follow, and with nary a word, he fell into step behind Crowfeather.

But he was just a boy, and one that was sometimes curious behind the militant mentality. He lasted five minutes before opening his mouth.

Where are we headed? He flinched at the sound of his own voice, but held strong.