Wild Berry Meadow Spring time!

It wasn't often that Cicero didn't get along with someone else. It wasn't even really that he didn't get along with this wolf; he just felt that he had a painted outlook on the world, and if he had grown up mostly alone it probably had not done wonders for his social life. When the chocolate wolf started to follow him, Cicero felt fear tighten his throat and he quickened his pace, but mister bright and sunshine didn't give up.

The chocolate wolf said some things about him and Cicero felt blinded by the fear. Instinctively, he peeled his lips back into a snarl and asked, much like the start of their meeting, "What do you want?" He strafed to the side, hoping to create distance between them, while he crossed the meadow, continuing due southwest and continuing to quick the pace of his trot by the second. He felt ridiculous being afraid of this wolf, but he really just wanted to be left alone.