Blackfeather Woods flesh and blood

Euron agreed with what Ramsay said, but the disconnect that he had was different and it carried to the living. He cared about his siblings and he cared about Cicero. If it were there blood and bones it would matter to him. But his heart strings were astonishingly few, and there was not one for corpses to pluck at, nor were there any for anyone besides the aforementioned three.

"I like the blood and bones." He commented, going on to say, "but so do other wolves. They try to take them." His thinking was again in line with Ramsay's. From his experience the macabre decor was a lure more than a deterrent. He however did not contemplate how it affected the pack's safety. Instead, he was only concerned with how he wished to possess the pieces of the dead but had to compete with outsiders for them because they were kept on the borders. Euron would have hid them somewhere secret.

His eyes flicked to the red paw on Cicero's shoulder when Ramsay queried about it.

"Yeah?" he echoed.