Blackfeather Woods Into the woods

To Burke's luck, the pups were eating more and more solid food, and had entered their period of rapid growth as they passed three months of age not long ago. Cicero was lazing around the den with whatever siblings were there, unaware of their visitor until his words rang out. When Cicero heard Burke's voice, he quickly pushed himself to his feet, casting his siblings a last glance before galloping outside. He walked up to Burke and licked Burke's chin, utilising what respect his raising and instinct had taught him.

"Burke hi-hi," Cicero greeted his teacher, and he looked briefly at the den's mouth before turning back to Burke. Since he had been inside the den dozing when Burke had called, he hadn't caught that they were going hunting, so he asked, "What's Cicero doing today?" And then patiently waited for his siblings for about two seconds, before getting distracted by his tail and rolling onto the ground while he wrapped his front paws around his own tail, batting the ground around it.