Blackfeather Woods I'll bring the shibe with me

There was a look of confusion about his brother that spoke volumes. Sheogorath exchanged a quick glance with his sister, raising an eyebrow in silent question. They would speak more of this later, he decided. He was paid little attention by Damien, but it did not phase Sheogorath much. Cicero might have asked what was wrong, but not he. It would present itself sooner or later.

Astrid was less able to deal with the situation and Sheogorath watched her leave. Only physical pain must be down her alley, he thought to himself and had to suppress a grin. He looked at them both as they set off towards the den and told them: "I will return later with some food." His mind wandered as he disappeared into the darkness of the woods, and he considered whether to go after Astrid in her time of pain or hunt.