Blackfeather Woods I'm coming back to you like a bullet, and I'm not gonna miss this time

Ramsay picked up his ears at Flicker's greeting and straightened to fix her with an impassive stare. What a disrespectful way to address someone. He didn't make mention of it, if only to spare himself the trouble of, he assumed, hasty apologies for thinking his brain was as screwed up as his body was. Instead, he set his jaw in a firm line that clearly conveyed his displeasure with the way she'd spoken and answered, tidying up. We don't need these.

He remembered her from his reunion with Maegi. He remembered her pressing forward as if she sought to protect his white-furred sibling from him. A laughable thought, really, but it told him she was likely one of Maegi's guard, and he appreciated Flicker for that. To him she was just a stranger in the woods, and that would need to change if she was staying to protect his sister. He wasn't keen on anyone close to Maegi that he didn't approve of, and so far, she wasn't winning many points with him. You are? he prompted, cocking a brow at her before turning to search for more bones in the undergrowth with his ears at attention toward the cream-and-crimson woman.