Blackfeather Woods Breached her sanctuary

It was as good an answer as any—possibly better, even. He didn't have very high expectations of his family outside his litter mates, given his earliest impression of family was his mother shunning he and his siblings, but even so he appreciated that sentiment enough to let his guard drop. "Yes," he decided firmly, and then rose to his feet once more to pace away toward the glen's edge, effectively giving Miraak his permission to be in their glen, like he even had a right to do such a thing.

He hovered in the vicinity though, glancing back at Maegi when she told him matter-of-factly who Meldresi was. He already knew that, of course—everyone was told of the pack's founder and leading lady—but he didn't feel the same reverence for her that Maegi did, so he paid little mind. There weren't many wolves around sufficiently knowledgeable to teach him the whole of the Dark Brotherhood's religion and, without that, it was harder to view Meldresi, a wolf whose spiritual prowess was nearly unmatched, as anything but someone who once was and now wasn't.

He dropped to the ground to roll in a patch of damp moss while Maegi and Miraak conversed on the subject of Meldresi, but kept one wide ear flared toward them to listen for anything that might interest him.

Can skip Ramsay for now! He'll only pop back in if the subject moves to something that interests him more!