Redsand Canyon viriliter

at last he too looked into crowfeather's serious features. their words were casual. but it did not show upon their features.

he pulled his gaze away at last to look upon the rabbit that neither of them had touched.

"it is a good life." he had wanted another, once upon a time. "and there are many talents here. tamar and arsenio are in the vale, preparing it to be a new packland."

there was a long pause. he looked back to crowfeather. it was not because he must but because he wished it.

"i would like you to stay in mereo, as long as you need." the eagle's voice was steady, hoarsening at the edges only a little.