Swiftcurrent Creek ahorita

many children; she wondered with the briefest touch of envy if more belonged to akavir, the rest to arric. somehow she doubted such things, but the season still burned and did not yet close, not for several weeks. silvertongue shifted closer, and if allowed, would seek to catch one such droplet on the tip of her tongue with a teasing glance upward. "you have riverclan, always. and kvarsheim. i will even send that fool germanicus to you. if you do not succeed, we do not succeed, arric." the alliance must hold in its current strength.