Greatwater Lake the promise of spring

Her question brought forth a myriad of questions of his own rather than a clear-cut answer. He wondered if by her question she meant, rather than what she said, do you ever wish you weren't good at breaking others. Ears folded back and forward again in thought while he considered which answer would be most suited. It was a hard fit to determine considering he didn't even truly knew the depth of her question. "Cicero is skilled at other things," he shared. "A wolf does not choose that which he is good at, therefore there is no use to dabble in such doubts." Cicero idly grabbed another couple of plants which he intended to test out later, and he looked at Sage with silent question marks in his eyes, waiting to see if she had any more questions or if she was done philosophising.

No more questions came and Cicero bid Sage a quiet farewell as he turned back in Blackfeather Woods' direction, where he would store some of the herbs he had gathered and experiment with others to find out their usage.

finishing this, thanks for the thread ^^