Blackfeather Woods Listen

It could only be assumed that she meant that she had been accepted by Damien into the pack. He offered a toothy grin with the feel of a grimace; he did not care much for formalities, but he understood that others wished things of him for being a leader. The only reason he had accepted was because someone should stand by Damien's side. He was brash and arrogant, and so was Nemesis. They needed reason in heated situations; although of late, Cicero had begun to doubt whether he was the right wolf for such a job. But for now, he would have to do.

"Ah, yes." He glanced around the forest and asked, "How is it so far?" The forest, its inhabitants; anything. He found her hard to feel through, as she seemed calculated so far.