Blackfeather Woods buns! there's so much love and magic in rapture, hearts will be captured!

The dwarf always stuck close to one, if not both, of his siblings. Today it happened to be Euron, although his brother was asleep when he first found him. The boy threaded away some distance, pushing through heavy snowdrifts that had blown up between the trees, all the while mindful of Euron's approximate position. He was hoping to find Maegi now, though with this most recent accumulation of snow, she was harder than ever to spot even in their dark woods. After spiraling out for roughly forty minutes with the slumbering Euron as his epicenter, Ramsay quit his quest and turned around in his own trail to head back, in case he had missed her.

When he returned to the point that he started, it was to find his brother awake. A pleased wag of his short tail spurred Ramsay onward, but he stopped in his tracks and gave an apprehensive sniff when Euron staggered. That wasn't something that he ever did; his brother's grace was matched only by Cicero and swift cats. Ramsay had never seen him trip or fall since he was old enough to remember events, so for Euron to stumble was an unexpected and unwelcome change of events. It unnerved him in the same way that news of a beloved family member developing a terminal disease did, and he didn't like it.

Ramsay's ears flared forward and he asked across the distance, with trepidation, "Eur?"