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Pharaoh asked a question of him, but Crowfeather was too enamored with the praise that Germanicus had so willingly shared. Perhaps it was less praise and more of a boast on behalf of the quiet shadow. Still, it had left Crowfeather feeling overwhelmed. Even the older man’s gentle smile did little to quell the fright that had rooted in his stomach.

Fo- forests and water, I prefer forests and the water, Crowfeather answered the man with the lapis gaze.

Even Satsu was willing to allow them to hunt in their land. The niceties were all too much. The shadow did not know why they would willingly share their prey, their lavish pack, or the goods that they had gathered within. What would be expected of them in return?