Haunted Wood meet me in the middle

She seemed to hold back, though Cicero wasn't sure why. He was a complete stranger, after all, so there was little need for her to hold herself back. His ears splayed and then pushed forward again briefly as he wondered aloud, "Anything Cicero can help with?" It wasn't that he was offering his help to just anyone who asked for it, but he may as well throw out some hooks in this area and try to get to know the wolves from this area a bit better.