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Nothing, the shadow said hurriedly, shaking his head.

Thank you for your message.

That was all he would need. Crowfeather turned from the woman and limped to where he would have a moment to himself, a moment without the gaze of another on his face. Germanicus had not forgotten, but he had been away for many days and nights. The shadow felt uneasy about it. He wished that the silver eagle would return and that they could depart Akashingo to travel eastward.