Blackfeather Woods that fuzz on peaches blech

100th post for father! <3

Euron was like his father — he took the new information offered to him (the pack names) and stored it away in some corner of his mind. Though it was likely such knowledge would collect dust long before he ever had a need to recall it (except perhaps to tell @Ramsay of what he heard and what Cicero told him about what it meant).

The pup basked in his father's praise, tail thumping excitedly. There was no doubt now that Euron was on a rogue's path, if there had ever been any doubt before. He had been born to be a sneak and a spy.

"He really wanted to her to leave," Euron murmured afterwards, looking away as he wondered about that exchange. Cicero's praise and explanation of what at least two of the words were distracted Euron from the sequence of events that he had built and had been recalling in his head. To put it another way, he had lost his place. But there were still a couple details that stuck out. "I think he was mad she would not. He yelled. He said 'fine, stay here and die' and then..." The boy shifted his mouth — there was a flash of dark emotion on his face. Resentment. "She let him touch her. I never saw mother let anyone near like that. I never saw her... care."

Euron's hackles raised and icicles formed on his next few words.

"Who is he and why does he matter when we are not mattering at all?"