Blackfeather Woods broken shards

A silence lapsed between them before she eventually brought forth a name. Fox. It seemed fitting enough considering her appearance, and he nodded while he continued the journey in silence. He said nothing more then, not until they reached the frays of the territory safely. The woods became less mazey and more open, and light started to filter through the cracks ahead. Cicero halted and glanced at Fox, expecting her to take off any moment now if she had any strength left. He would guide her wherever she wished if she wanted to but he doubted that she would ask any more of him; he doubted she'd want anything but to break away from him now that she could.

fast forwarded here since cicero has little to share, but if you wanted some more conversation pm me and i can edit.