Rising Sun Valley Into the Depths of Our Illusion

Cicero was not very sensitive to compliments, but he smiled when Kove said that surely he would make a great Outrider. Not so much because he felt good about himself from being complimented, but more because he knew it would make the wolf handing the compliment acknowledge his acceptance of it.

When Kove asked if he was here to visit any packs, Cicero's ears cupped forward curiously. "Does Kove know if there are any packs near?" he asked. Maybe if there were any, Cicero would visit them. His intent was not necessarily to visit a pack, but more to explore in general. "Cicero was exploring to get a better view of the lands," said Cicero. "Cicero knows little of them yet, for Cicero lived most his life in Blackfeather and Mother thought him too young before." Now he was growing older and, mostly, bigger and stronger, so that he would be able to deal with adversity better when he was upon the road.

"Where did the wolves that lived here move?" asked Cicero, curious if they were still around somewhere. If they moved because of a dispute between the Creek and the Woods, then it was unlikely they lived anywhere nearby, however.