Blackfeather Woods courage is knowing what not to fear

The smile spread across Cicero's faces, lighting up the dull eyes in his sunken, dark eye sockets. It was always amusing when Damien wanted to avoid certain subjects. Conversation was often like dancing to Cicero, but even moreso with Damien than with anyone else. Most wolves just thought on the questions and gave their answer, waiting for approval or rejection that never came thereafter, but Damien tried to avoid talking about anything personal, it seemed, at all costs.

With an amused smile still painting his features Cicero answered, "Those are the best sort of questions." As they were. Yet he had not received an answer yet, which gave him more information than Damien probably knew. He really didn't know what he was doing, then, didn't have a plan laid out. That was alright, really; Cicero didn't have a plan either. But it was still good to know. After a short pause Cicero continued the string of questions: "If one is drowning and another cannot help them, standing by on the shore, does that make them responsible for their deaths?" It was in a whole different line of questions, and soon Cicero shook his head, for Damien's answer did not matter — Cicero just hoped he understood the sentiment behind the words. No one was responsible for his present state, truly.

Another, more global question followed it up as Cicero asked, "What is the most important purpose in life?" Their lives, anyone's lives... But knowing Damien, he would likely take it up on a personal level. Whether he would receive an answer remained yet a mystery, but that was part of the fun of asking.

no need to apologise :3