Sleepy Fox Hollow Sapling

"perhaps they cannot understand why we would chase them so high." the soldier grinned, gait loosening as he paused to stretch a moment. 

he was elated by the thought of a hunt. it showed in the way he seemed to come alive. germanicus looked at crowfeather for a fierce moment. "let us race, to the top of that ledge there." ahead, a stone plinth that jutted out after a steep green path.

he did not wait for an answer before he rushed into the wood, thankful for the speed that they would put between themselves and these saints.