What do you do when the devil comes for you?

bwuh, why does stuff always happen when i'm gone :P tried to write cicero into it all as logically as i could :D

When Damien was gone upon Cicero's awakening, the boy did not really wish to come with Burke. He drifted off, his nose following his brother's scent, until Cicero realised that he was on a fool's quest. If he would even find Damien, there was a chance both of them would end up dead. He did not care much for the safety of Grimnir, nor Lusa, who doubtlessly knew what he had done but chose to follow him anyway, and he was not a sap for pups either. Damien was the only wolf whose safety he wished to ensure, but it was soon clear to the boy he could not do more than hope for his brother's safe return to the rest of them.

Upon his return to the rest of the group, Burke had picked up a washed away Damien. Cicero's fur clung to his body too, exposing the bones of his ribcage and giving him a ghastly appearance along with his dark eye sockets and mismatched eyes. "Damien!" he shouted when he saw his brother, and he nudged Damien roughly on the cheek until his brother came to his senses.

Damien offered to take a pup. When Grimnir threatened his brother, an instinctive growl rumbled in the depths of Cicero's throat, but he managed to suppress it quickly. Cicero stared Grimnir in the eyes for the briefest of moments while he promised: "Cicero will go with Damien and make sure the pup survives." Perhaps part of him actually wanted to go with Damien for that purpose: Damien was a dark soul with a penchant for revenge. He might choose to kill Grimnir's pup, would he have the chance, and that would ruin his real chances at true revenge upon Grimnir, in a way he deserved more than losing a pup he barely had the chance to get to know.