Wild Berry Meadow dig that hole, forget the sun

He is well, I think, Ramsay confirmed. We parted ways to pursue different training paths. Euron stayed with a group of sneak-thieves, I moved on. Everyone gathered would observe that Ramsay wasn't exactly an inconspicuous wolf. That life wasn't for him, though he had learned a few things from the guild before leaving. He could walk quietly now when he couldn't before. But infiltrating and stealing information? Yeah, not with that recognizable silhouette.

He glanced at Flicker as if to confirm what Maegi said, then looked to the woods beyond. Relmyna dead, Kove gone... it seemed impossible, but there was no movement in the shadows of the trees that he could discern, and the strong pack scent that once wafted from the place was absent on the breeze. Melancholy made its home in his breast, but also relief—he'd feared that he would be turned away from the borders of his birthplace for his long absence, necessary though he thought it, but now it seemed he had a free pass.

Would be nice to acquaint myself with home again, even for just a few days, he mused. Is that why you and your friends are here?