Wild Berry Meadow what i have done

As expected, the other wolf did not give in. Cicero was amused that he would offer a rabbit up but did not wish to take its place himself. Knowing it might only further trigger, he said, "Ah, and waste a perfectly good rabbit with winter on its way?" If he could catch a rabbit, he may as well take the rabbit, and not feed it poison. Besides, that way it might spread if other rabbits ate from it, and Cicero liked to think they had not deserved such a pointless death.

"It is easier to dose when a wolf tries." He had tried it on coyotes or foxes too, but there was a part of him that was a thrillseeker, and that part wanted to try it himself first. The thought of not knowing what effects a herb may bring, if any, was exhillarating, he had to admit. Cicero licked his lips as he looked upon the unknown plant and then looked up at the other. "Yet it seems unwise to try such a thing here, in the company of the wilds. Cicero will take it home first." He tilted his head as though inquiring if the wolf wanted anything from him; if not, he may make his way back to the Woods so that he could find out if this plant was poisonous, healing, or nothing at all.