Redsand Canyon viriliter

I will literally restructure the concept of time to make some for you. <3 ;w;

The Imperator’s call was surprising.

Crowfeather had spent the better part of his time in the healer’s quarters, resting, thinking, left alone to his thoughts and his withering heart. Aquene had been kind to him when she had been tending to his wounds and keeping an eye on his recovery. When her children had arrived, she had been swept away to them. She had a family, after all. The shadow knew that she was needed with her puppies, with her warmth.

Shifting from within the tablinum, Crowfeather poked his head from the space.

Hello, Germanicus…

That familiar lump gathered in the back of his throat.