Blackfeather Woods Naughty baby here to tease you

He was quick to run away, running as fast as he could manage through the blood and the pain and the murky waters that tried to suck him in. His paws sopped through the marsh until he had no more energy left to run with. He tried to piece together all of the puzzle pieces but none of it made sense. The last thing he remembered... He didn't know. He knew it was long ago but he didn't know how long, didn't know what exactly. All he had at the moment were blurry memories that he couldn't place.

He breathed in ragged breaths while he made his way to the den he and Damien used to share. His brother was nowhere to be found, just when he needed him most. Cicero curled up there and stared at the moss in front of him while he felt the pain creep through his face, a thing that brought him both pleasure and bitterness.