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

Ramsay turned away as Euron answered her, having nothing more to say for himself. He had liked Indra in his youth and was pleasantly surprised to have found her again, but she was unsure of him, and he didn't care to change that opinion. He headed off with slow strides to allow Euron to catch up when he was finished. He might have liked to tell her that he, too, held only disdain for disrespecting the dead the way the wolves of his homeland did by using them as warning signs because they wanted to be frightening, but had not the skills themselves. He might have liked to thank her for teaching him that.

Alas, it wasn't meant to be, and he supposed they would never see one another again to have that talk. A pity, but not something he planned to dwell on past this moment. His thoughts were already shifting on to the next pack they might come across, and how they might use it to their advantage.