Lost Creek Hollow meus

it was midafternoon when at last germanicus returned to the cool shadows of riverclan. it seemed his son was here, faint at the borders.

he did not know what to think when he considered that aquillius and @Crowfeather might have met one another.

germanicus considered the hidden bundle in the valley of his failure and found peace in it as he searched for the shadow sorely missed.

love, a burning oil-lamp upon his spirit as he felt his tongue heavy with a thousand words.