Wapun Meadow and the wish that the world would spiral into the sun

He had learned to temper his desire for thrill and danger with sense. It still aroused him and excited him to be near to death and so feel all the more alive for it... but he was more patient now. He looked and waited for the right opportunities to indulge rather than being reckless. In this way he exercised his mind and his skills more and thus found the reward to be sweeter for it. Method had come to his madness, and so, Euron was in agreement that scaling the rock walls and blundering head first into claimed pack lands was not a good idea.

"I —" He cut himself off as he too noticed the red furred female. Euron drew silently beside his brother. He could sense Ramsay's tension but he himself was eerily calm, nonchalant, as was his way. He scrutinized her carefully, reading what he could from her body as the breeze betrayed them to her and deprived his own nose of much information. He would have hid himself, but the bright open meadow did not afford many places to hide. So he remained as he was, awaiting her reaction to their presence.