Dawnlark Plains curiosity

Cicero's scent was not the only one that was different. When he turned his head and noted a dark shape in the distance, he vaguely remembered it as one of his previous pack mates. Cool expression rested upon Cicero's features as he regarded the male, though he could not place a name with the face. He did not remember who the wolf was, nor where he remembered him from. But they had met at one point in time, and at that time his alegiances and his scent -- as Cicero's was now -- had been different.

The adolescent turned to look upon the wolf and said: "Cicero knew this one, once, in a different place." Although he said it as though he spoke to himself, Cicero stared at the wolf, searching for his eyes -- perhaps trying to establish a connection, pose a question, wonder aloud whether the wolf remembered knowing Cicero, too. Perhaps 'knowing' was too big a word for whatever connection they once shared, though.