The isle

Since talking with Judas and Ellery about their plans for winter Ramiel had felt a sense of urgency. Like they were late in the game of preparing for winter. It made him anxious which was odd for him since he wasn't an anxious man. His life for the most part had been a rather relaxed one without many worries. In the time that had passed since that conversation he hadn't taken much time to relax.

This trip with Judas that felt like old times gave him that chance to take things a little more slowly. He took full advantage too. Keeping up with his brothers lazy pace the Dark Archer sniffed here and there for signs of something to eat. "We might at that," he agreed, "If we're lucky it'll be something big enough for the three of us." Ramiel turned his gaze on his brother at what he said next. "The Dell is a pretty intense place. Its probably best Clouse and Scully left when they did and got away from what would surely be waiting for them." The Archer knew he didn't have to elaborate because his brother knew.