Blackfeather Woods Where the hell did all this blood come from

From within the yawning cave mouth that he approached, a flash of white materialized, halting Ramsay in his tracks near the base of his own hill. He threw his ears up and his muzzle pulled earthward as much as his neck would allow as he regarded Relmyna across the short distance. He wasn't aware of Cicero's connection to the woman, nor that she had suffered as much at Sheogorath's hand as the man's own children suffered for their unnatural conception, and couldn't grasp a common thread between them.

Nevertheless, Ramsay was almost always driven by his curiosity, and eventually took another step in her direction before calling out, "who are you?" with an expectant swipe of his tongue across his nose.