Blackfeather Woods They will make you an exhibit

What was new? Ramsay's ears and nose simultaneously twitched in response to the idea that someone could be new to the woods. He couldn't remember ever not being part of the pack, and wrongly assumed it was like that for everyone else: you either were or you weren't. "How?" he wondered; Argent was much too large to have been recently brought into the pack in the same manner Ramsay was, but it was unclear just what he was asking about.

It seemed like a normal routine for names to go around, so Ramsay was ready for the question when Argent lobbed it at him. "Ramsay," he answered almost as quickly as the final syllable fell from his older companion's lips. "Melonii," he added absently, having never utilized it before but for once thinking it was a pertinent thing to mention, like being a Melonii differentiated him from someone new like Argent. In a way, it did.