Blackfeather Woods Let us sing when we can and forget the rest

While keeping his eyes turned outward, Ramsay missed a lot of what was going on in Blackfeather Woods. That Parvati would soon give birth to his children went entirely unnoticed; he still didn't realize that was how breeding worked. That @Maegi was equally gravid, he somehow overlooked. He remained unaware that Cassiopeia had whelped her two daughters in the glen. But for every three things that Ramsay didn't notice about the inner workings of the pack, there was one thing he did, and he sought to address it.

He was looking for the Nona in her usual places and was now straying out toward the altar. Even since returning to Blackfeather Woods and casting down the practices of its forefathers, Ramsay spent precious little time in this part of the forest. The air felt heavy here even now, like the weight of a thousand eyes rested on him as he waded beneath the boughs. It made him nervous, and nothing that made Ramsay Melonii nervous was worth spending his time on, so he often stayed away.

But if he could find Maegi anywhere, he reckoned it was near here. They needed to talk.