Redhawk Caldera triduana

They traveled on. The dark shadow remained close to the silver leader, almost afraid that if he should step away for even a moment, Germanicus might vanish. 

The world had been cruel to Crowfeather before. He was not foolish enough to think it wouldn't again. 

Germanicus' voice, a summon to their leaders, drew the dark wolf's ears upward. When the silver male stated that honor was to be given to those who ruled there, Crowfeather nodded solemnly. 

Yes, Germanicus.