Blackfeather Woods Breached her sanctuary

He swung his whole body around so he could face Maegi as her voice cut sharply across the glen. Automatically, his eyes darted to her mutant paw—the most wonderful part of her, the freak of freaks would insist—and he gave his tail a couple of pensive shakes before meeting her gaze once more. His gums curled into a grin full of intent as he turned with several choppy steps back toward the shallowest hill and, snapping his ears forward, he adventurously proclaimed, "c'mon, le's go!"

She'd been in the glen long enough. Whether she liked it or not, Ramsay was determined to take her up there. True, it wasn't much different up there than down here, but it was new and exciting all the same, and that was enough for an odd little homunculus like him. Eagerly licking his lips, the boy made several short strides toward the glen's edge, but stopped in his tracks when an unfamiliar dark-furred wolf descended down it right in front of him.

Ramsay knew many of his relatives, if not very intimately, and he knew also that only pack wolves would be permitted to get this close to their home. Nevertheless, the unfamiliarity of Miraak made him bristle a little and he sidestepped to block Maegi from the elder man's path, ever protective of the only two stable pillars in his life. When their unrecognizable visitor called out, Ramsay called back: "Who you?"