Blackfeather Woods Always

Cicero felt his heart rate calm down as his brother awoke and spoke to him, asking what was wrong. He turned his head towards Damien. Cicero longed to tell someone, but he feared that they may just think he was going crazy, and that he would be a liability to the pack. And they would be right to assume such a thing, he realised, so he held his tongue and kept the loss of days and his violent dreams to himself.

Instead Cicero arched his neck and moved his nose closer to Damien's. "Just a dream," he clarified. What with their mother's death, Cicero figured that it wouldn't be perceived as strange. A sudden desire to wash the rage off him grew in Cicero, to do things that would put him here and not in his vivid dreams, to confirm to himself that he was awake and that his dreams were not truth. Cicero licked the side of Damien's cheek, near the corner of his lips, suddenly feeling the need for affection.