Wild Berry Meadow Spring time!

Crius obviously had three options here, leave, attack and teach Cicero some respect, or just sit here. It was pretty compelling to lash out ring this crazed male by the neck and drag him a few hundred wolf lengths until he was at the very least humble. Crius' mind tried wrapping around the behaviors of this wolf before him. He interrupts his nap, snaps at him, runs away, snaps at him again, and lunged at him, even though he was outgunned and possibly out strengthed as well. 

It would probably be best to leave, but then Crius would be showing cowardice of his own, ain't no way some random wolf was going to intimidate him like he was some scared little pup fresh out of the den. Nah, Crius had to show that he wasn't afraid though there was something off about Cicero. He seemed almost fearful, of Crius, which was silly but possible. Was Crius that intimidating? He was big, but he wasn't all that aggressive. 

Maybe Crius could just let him go. After a brief silence, Crius stood his ground. "You can go ahead and go, but be sure to tell your pack what happened, and say that I'll be here if they're interested in Crius."