Bramblepoint And who's the boss?

Cicero I like that, Cicero Cicero. Fun to say. Thatch grinned, tail wagging slightly. He wouldn't mind playing, he hadn't played in a while. Or at least since his sisters Portia and Verem. He'd killed Portia, but she deserved it, always taking the attention that was rightly his. Verem on the other hand was nicer, and had sort of looked out for him after mom had died. Still, if he had that chance to kill her too, he'd take it. Cicero seemed rather strange, speaking in third person. Strange like me? Teekon Wilds has been pretty promising so far! Thatch always loved meeting others who were also a little... different in the head area. He usually wanted to kill them less.

Yeah, I suppose I am. I do love jokes. What do you call a deer with no eyes? He asked with a sneer, thinking about how clever this joke was. He loved jokes honestly, and couldn't get enough of them.

Ok I'm so sorry for my corny joke but if you say it aloud it will all make sense I promise xD