Redsand Canyon viriliter

again germanicus wished that crowfeather would take an escort. but this time he did not speak it. he would not press. he would set sentries all the same, to ensure that the young wolf reached the flatlands and that no danger was oncoming.

he must. he could not lose the shadow. it was inherent that crowfeather continued to leave, even if it could not be in this place.

or any other close.

the shadow grew closed. "i found only one with anything like a motive. and i found the most loyal of men who might aid her. but i remain unsure."

honesty. he would not lie.

he had omitted enough for his own sake.