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The woman’s voice stunned him into halting. Crowfeather was still lost in his mind, deep in thought. When he turned to her, he stared through her. Somehow, he had walked himself breathless. It took several seconds before he realized that it had been Satsu who had called out to him, who had stepped to catch up to where he was. The dark wolf blinked quickly, shaking his head so that he might rid the thoughts from his mind.

Satsu, Crowfeather sighed, the weight of his frame sagged slightly.

How have you been? the shadow thought it best to let her speak about her preparations, about the Pharaoh and their plans. He realized that he had wanted so badly to speak his thoughts to her, to give voice to his frustrations, but it was not right to put her in that place. Crowfeather swallowed the shame that had formed like a lump in his throat.

Still, the thoughts persisted through his mind.