Blackfeather Woods Where you hang your enemy's head [QUEST]

Cicero had never been a very good fighter, preferring bluff and poison as his weapon of choice, but since the famine he knew he was even less suited. Had he been given more time to prepare, then he may have brought poisons, but unfortunately he had not had the chance to do so. He followed near the tail end of the group, feeling no urge to prove himself for he had been born into this pack and since long proven his position. Ears cupped forward to listen as the male spoke, and Cicero nodded in silent acceptance of the plan.

He suggested, "Perhaps one could lure them from the den while the others hide alongside the tree. Then, the rest attacks." He did not know coyotes very well, be he guessed them to be cowards when faced with a group of larger, stronger animals. Most animals were. So it would be good to trick them.