Blackfeather Woods no one but you

Cicero nodded as Akela explained meeting Burke before. Cicero could not help but wonder: "A split-up happened. Why?" His words did not hold any sort of judgement. He mostly wondered if anything had happened, since the time between Burke and Akela arriving at Blackfeather Woods was quite long; especially to a wolf as young as Cicero. Something had to have happened to split them up and stall Akela.

The subject of his own well-being was one that Cicero did not discuss often. Damien was a selfish creature and Cicero was not one to talk about himself, usually, without anyone asking him a question first. He thought back to the moment he and Damien looked into each other's eyes and professed their love for one another. He cherished it because it was one of the rare moments Damien was not selfish. "It is good to be a real part of the pack again," Cicero shared in regards to his trip away with Damien. "How has it fared?" Perhaps it was because he did not talk easily about himself that Cicero turned the subject, or perhaps because he was genuinely curious. Even he was unsure of it. Cicero longed to talk to someone about his love for Damien. He remembered speaking of it to Burke, once, but that was when he younger and more self-involved. Cicero barely knew Akela, anyway, he reminded himself while he waited for the answer.