Blackfeather Woods tell me what you want

I haven't forgotten this! <3

Baldur was a bitch. He cried almost all day long, and it was drivind Damien insane. There were times when he just wished he could rip his head off and get rid of the pain in his ears, but the mere prescence of Cicero made him realize he could not kill the pup. They needed him.

Oh, where would Damien be if it wasn't for Cicero. How would things have turned out if he hadn't been there to back his revengeful brother up. There was a lot to be thankful of with Cicero, and Damien usually showed it, but the squirrel Cicero brought to share would not be enough even for the pup alone, and Damien had to resist eating the thing.

"Thanks, 'Cero, but let him have it... We need to hunt something bigger for ourselves." he woofed trying not to sound too cold. He nudged the remains of the squirrel with his nose back to Cicero; Damien would not chew the pup's food.