Blackfeather Woods devoted to destruction

Euron had not meant the insult that his brother perceived and was startled by the response. Fast reflexes and grace to spare kept his nose safe from the clip of irate teeth as he regained his footing and drew his head back out of reach. Feather still in his mouth, Euron blinked owlishly at his brother. His heart hammered in his ribs, a feeling that, strangely, elicited a grin from him. The boy dropped his feather, using a silver-toed paw to shove it toward his littermate. His tail thumped rapidly on the ground, and he ducked his head so that it was lower than Ramsay's. Euron cooed as his twinkling eyes peered up from beneath his brows.

For now, both Cicero and his sister were in the background as he tried to appease quasimado.