Redsand Canyon Blessed be the pillow, muffling sound

The sun was setting in the distance and long shadows were cast on the canyon until it had been swallowed by them. There was still some motion in the pack, warriors traveling from one place to another to fill their duties or complete their orders. Crowfeather searched for @Silvertongue with a lump in his throat.

It was time to go, the rapid thrum of his heart told him. They had a great deal of ground to cover, and he knew that he would be slow. He did not want to waste time when they had searching to do. In the back of his mind was Germanicus, imposing and watching with piercing yellow eyes. Crowfeather did not believe he would have a chance to say goodbye.

He was not sure he wanted one.

The shadow believed he had caught her scent. His gaze lifted and he scanned the shadows for the glass blue of her gaze.