Greatwater Lake he has thrown down the cavalry as gravel sinks

We appreciate it, said Ramsay, preparing himself to part ways with Cassiopeia with a shuffle of his paws. Her name is Flicker. I'm unsure where she went, but she claimed she would be back. Not in a good way. He didn't like having to worry about such variables, but the more he dwelled on it, the more suspicion and doubt gnawed at him. Best to put her from his mind for now, let others keep their eyes out for signs of her. Is there anything you wish to convey to Maegi before I go? Then, for good measure, I'm glad you are well, Cassiopeia. I regret that I don't have more memories of you.