Blackfeather Woods the more i feel, the more i feel

His initial expression might not have said much, but Damien was nearly dying in nervousness inside. He longed to be beside his brother all the time he spent away, and every second after he returned to find out that Cicero was not around felt endless until this moment. But Damien couldn't avoid noticing the wounds on Cicero's muzzle, and they pained him.

"Who did this to you, brother?" asked Damien taken aback as he took the last few steps towards Cicero. Damien wasn't new to wounds, and these were clearly claw and bite marks. Those were unusual for Cicero, and it worried Damien. He didn't know many things, almost everything was kept a secret under Blackfeather Woods' darkness, so the reason for Cicero's scouting mission was unknown to Damien. "Where were you?" he dared to ask. Perhaps it wouldn't be a problem to reveal that information, and it would certainly make Damien feel better. He was protective over his brother like he was over no one else.