Blackfeather Woods Hocus Pocus

He heeded the call, if not only because it was for Kendra too. He had grown attached to the girl, a thing that did not happen often for Cicero. He had taken a few scouting trips of late and was now back in Blackfeather Woods. Cicero followed a trail that lead through the Woods, one that held a certain nostalgia to it as it was a path he'd taken often when he was younger. He then took a turn and headed towards Potema, where he found her at the altar.

There were herbs there and he instantly recognised they were mainly poisonous ones. Ears perked forward in curiosity and silent question to his sister as he looked upon her, curious for her purpose with them. He had not yet noticed their mother's pelvis there, or he might have been able to guess. "Is this a party of sort?" he asked, a mischievous tone to his voice as he spoke, the words obviously joking. He waited for others to arrive.