Blacktail Deer Plateau where'd you go

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At the approach of another, Cicero's first response was to bare his teeth into a snarl as menacing as he could produce, but the instant submission of the other wolf put him at ease. His tail twitched tensely, but his hackles fell flat fairly soon. Cicero knew all too well the possibilities of manipulation however and who knew what this wolf was really like? He decided that the only way to win was to beat the other wolf to it.

And so he approached, lifting his tail in an unusual display of dominance. "Well, well," he mused as he came closer and closer, "What can this wolf tell Cicero about the whereabouts of this Plateau's pack?" Odds were tall that he knew nothing to mirror his uselessness, but Cicero hoped to at least build upon the fear that he was already showing so that he could hold the ropes firmly in his own paws, and so that he could figure out whether or not this wolf was merely pretending to be afraid, or if he really was. It was a delicate balance between instilling fear and keeping him from running that Cicero knew he needed to keep for it to work.