Blackfeather Woods With strange aeons even death may die

There. Ramsay's eyes landed on the shadow as it rose and then departed, and flinched forward with the same urge his sister felt. His nape prickled, but once more he felt certain this wasn't someone they needed to worry about. After all, the only wolves who had presented them problems thus far were quite straightforward about it, and Abraxas' departure was anything but straightforward. I don't like it, Ramsay said, but you're right. I don't think he means to trouble us. Then again.

They could never be too certain, so he said, we will keep an eye out for him as well. Learn his motives as best we can. Should they be ill-intentioned, he is within our domain and at a disadvantage. In hindsight, Ramsay regretted letting Flicker go so easily, but he refused to take prisoners. It might have been better to keep her thinking she was winning whatever game she was playing. Subtlety had never been Ramsay's forte, though.

Maegi mentioned Kove, another name and face Ramsay had all but forgotten. Kove's advice would be a boon, he agreed, but if the man was gone then he was gone. They would need to make do without. Perhaps he went to seek out his family. Perhaps he is with Damien. We may never know, sister.