Lost Creek Hollow espu[m]a

Did he want to forget?

Crowfeather watched her with his sad eyes. The last time he could recall feeling happiness had been with him. They didn’t have to do anything, and he had felt it. The dark Star had built a bridge of trust between himself and Germanicus. He had not expected it to be torn down so easily. Perhaps he had not built it strong enough.

Then make me forget, he breathed to her.