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His short figured stutter-stepped forward when Euron called out to him, pulled by an inexorable connection to his siblings—what would happen, he briefly wondered, to him if Euron and Maegi stood on opposite sides of the glen and each called out to him?—but he paused again when Euron's body wobbled once more. A quiet whine pierced the air between them as he gathered both ears above his head in a silent question, but it was put aside for a moment when Euron next spoke.

"Hi," he answered automatically, but his voice came out subdued and strained with confusion. Somewhere in there, maybe there was even a trace of fear. "S'wrong?" he wondered, giving voice to his concern even as he lifted one ankle out of the snow and set it forward in a half-stride that was reined back by his unease.