Blackfeather Woods lord of the flies

Euron's ears swung to the sides and back as if straining to collect sounds from unknown sources. It was his uncertainty showing as he watched his sister come his way, wobbling and acting like there was nothing amiss when she had been cackling maniacally a moment ago. She told him the tree was poisonous, and he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. More so because his sister seemed to know a number of things that he did not, and it both bothered and intrigued him.

"How do you know? Why do you come here then?"

He did not notice Kove in the trees, his attention squarely on his sister except for the sideways glance he threw to the willow once in a while, as though he expected it to get up and walk toward them. The suspicion left his face quickly, replaced with some indescribable mix of worry and curiosity, followed by more questions he wanted answers to and even then he restrained his tongue from asking more.

"Why did you leave? Why were you upset about Cicero?"