Fairspell Meadow Lepus and the Grand Evasion

The wolf did not instantly dig in, though he looked rather hungry. Cicero remained nonchalant, deciding to simply play things cool for if he would be too pushy, then the wolf would certainly not eat it. Cicero grinned as the wolf asked if it had gone bad and offered, "If it were bad, a wolf would be unwise to eat it." Then he took another bite off the good end of the rabbit and licked his lips to emphasise his point. He was eating it, and he definitely would not if it were bad.

The other wolf's demeanour was a bit youthful and wimpy, traits that would endear Cicero in the past but after his encounter with the white wolf he felt a mixture of feelings in his gut. Somehow Cicero had grown eager to be the judge of those naïve enough to fall for his trickery, an ugly trait that he did not at all find charming in himself but somehow could not elect to ignore.