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Soon Cicero drew the attention of a female, who asked him for his name. Ears perked towards her and head turned, his stature remaining neutral as he did so. Mismatched eyes sought hers briefly before turning away. He answered her question, "Cicero," as another showed. Cicero tipped one ear towards a rustle he thought he heard, but did not pay it any further attention. Being near a pack, he knew that odds were tall that others were near.

"Cicero was scouting when he found this pack. It is new, is it not? How did it come to be?" He was curious for how this pack had come to be, but also about the inhabitants of the pack and what sort of morals they carried -- or did not carry.