Blackfeather Woods and you've seen too much

Ah, it seemed only yesterday that Cicero and Pietro had played a game of hide and seek last, when he had still been a reverent younger brother. It was clear from the tone with which Pietro now spoke that those times were over. Only time would tell what the future would bring between them.

Cicero could not help but allow a grin to slip onto his face at Pietro's words. They were perhaps not meant as such, but they sounded somewhat mysterious. When Pietro asked if his secret needed to be kept, Cicero answered with another question, because direct answers had never been his thing. "Does Pietro wants it to remain a secret?" He did not care much either way, himself. Finally he reached the stream now, and with a contented sigh Cicero reached down to lap up the cool water.