Blackfeather Woods a wolf hunts a mouse. the reason will make you cry

Euron settled down to his pale stomach and extended his slender legs on either side of his mouse. His tongue slowly swiped across the rodent's spine before his eyes flicked back up to the other wolf. He was about to say something when a rustling shadow suddenly pitched on a branch nearby, sending a cascade of snow into the snow below with a quiet whumpf. It drew the boy's attention immediately. Something about the bird's dark, beady eye caused him to lower his head protectively over the mouse. Something... familiar.

Euron gasped. "That bird is being a sneak!" He could tell — it took one to know one. He threw one of his small paws over the mouse, certain that the raven was looking to take it from him. "Get to him!"

Euron never waited to see if Aries would lend him assistance with the bird or not. He quickly gathered his mouse and vaulted into the trees, looking for somewhere safe to finish playing with and eating the rodent.