Blackfeather Woods in the end

Gonna tag @Damien in this for visibility but Im gonna start off Canine here :3

Canine had traveled long and far to get here, though he couldn't tell you where he was from. In truth, he could tell nothing. He was a thing of the wild, a wordless creature that spoke only the language of the body. Perhaps he could be taught, but not a soul in the pack he was born to knew the language of today. It wasn't that the shaded boy was stupid, or couldn't, he just didn't know the words. With a zest for life, the yearling had set off just a few days ago and come forth into the flatlands, making a beeline in the direction his instincts drug him. By chance, it took him towards the scentline of the Dark Brotherhood, and right for Cicero. His red ears and muzzle reached forwards in curiousity, and his equally as red tail wagged low behind him in friendliness. His aqua gaze swept over this male, but at once he could tell that this was not the one in charge.