Bearclaw Valley things are going to be different around here

Adlartok asked questions about Cicero and his siblings, and Cicero looked briefly at Raziel. The look Raziel gave him said enough, and so Cicero looked back at Adlartok. His face remained neutral, though amusement sparked in his orange and white eyes. He thought of Damien and Potema, and wondered if they'd ever learn. Probably not, what with how they were reverred in Blackfeather.

"Blackfeather Woods," Cicero said, giving answers to the questions in few words. "The children of its Alpha." Cicero wondered if it was because he was different that he did not feel like he could act as though he was Alpha wherever he came. Perhaps it was because he thought about things more, or considered manipulating others more important than his siblings.

It did not matter. "Cicero wishes both a good day," Cicero said, abruptly ending the conversation. With a respectful dip of his muzzle, Cicero turned around and started to walk away from the conversation for some time alone.

my last post, unless either of them says/asks anything to him (: