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Euron shifted his mouth and twitched his nose as he looked back down on his items. "Maybe," he said, but he really did not think it was Ramsay.

His eyes moved to Maegi as she gestured toward one of the sleek raven feathers. "I like," she said, "pretty," and Euron bobbed his head. "Hah —yup." He liked them too. "Here." The pup bent down and grabbed one of the feathers, blinking as he felt a strange twinge of what he would come to know as possessiveness, and of something else indescribable entirely. He figuratively shook it off, and turned to Maegi, clutching the feather gently between his incisors as he reached forward to offer it to her.

"For the you, now."