Blackfeather Woods I'm done with having dreams

Ramsay very much was a bowling ball in appearance and temperament, always forging ahead with almost no regard for what was in front of him. He was staring at the ground as he skittered away from Koume, giggling wildly, and didn't notice Cicero until he slammed directly into the older wolf's legs. The patchwork adult went down and Ramsay tumbled under him, still laughing maniacally when he came to a stop some very short distance away.

He shook his entire upper torso, ears slapping hunched shoulders comically, as he flailed back to his feet. "Hi!" he chirruped to the fallen adult with a surprising amount of pleasantness after completely sweeping poor Cicero's legs out from under him, but before Ramsay could recognize the man, he noticed the rabbit haunch and his entire focus shifted. "Ooooh!" exclaimed the covetous toddler, and within seconds he was slobbering all over it.