Blackfeather Woods no one but you

"Akela knows that Cicero loves Damien dearly and that Damien would not tell Akela about such matters. What makes Akela think Cicero will answer it for him, then?" asked Cicero, challenge in his eyes and voice. The mannerisms were playful, but Cicero was serious. He would never betray his brother's trust, and that included when it came to telling others private matters about Damien. He only told anyone what was for all to know; things Damien would have told them himself.

It did not matter. Cicero nodded absently as he thought of the peace that had fallen over Blackfeather Woods. For now. There was always a new bloody thing, a mission, a fight, a war, internal or external. Cicero didn't disapprove of Akela, although were his loyalty tested, it would always lie with Damien. "Perhaps Cicero can be impressed by being a smart-ass," he said with a playful smile on his face, "But Damien works differently. Win his respect, and it will be returned."