Bearclaw Valley fix you

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Potema laughed at Cicero's joke. It was rare for her second-eldest brother to crack any jokes now; to hear at least one exit his lips, regardless of its hilarity, made Potema happy. She missed the old, happy Cicero. The one who smiled and laughed all of the time. Now he was, for lack of a better word, an emo teenager, contemplative and sulky. She wondered what event made Cicero change his ways (a change in player?). Part of her hoped that he would come around before adulthood and became the happy Cicero she loved again. "He is right." She poked at Damien's stomach. "Guess you found your soulmate, Damien."

With the wolf Raziel in power in Bearclaw, Potema severely doubted that these pups would come to train in their woods anytime soon. She kept that to herself, knowing that it was up to her mother after all. Cicero disappeared into the background; he was always good at that. Knowing that he was off in search of herbs, Potema walked forward and licked Scarlett's cheek again. "Thank you," She said, turning and giving her brother a nod in farewell before following after her brother, regardless if he wanted her company at the moment. Their duty was not yet over.