Blackfeather Woods it isn’t the storm that makes the ocean dangerous

i assumed he is alone for now but just wanted to get this on my threadlog. :) he's still a lil' ways into the territory. tags are just for reference.

Tension had been thick in the air for a few weeks. War was brewing, and everyone in the Woods knew that it was a matter of time before it would reach them. Cicero had dropped by @Damien's previously favourite spot that morning like he did every morning, hoping that he would somehow magically find his brother there. It made the philosopher realise that he was only still here because of the children, now; had this happened a year ago, he would've set off to find and bring home his brother. But seasons changed and so had his life in a major way since the pups had come to his life. He'd spent much time with @Euron, @Ramsay and @Maegi and often slept near them, too, for he needed body warmth to keep himself warm, since his fur had never been the best for winter. He had brought them the food he'd caught for Damien after not finding his brother anywhere before he set off to patrol the perimeter so that they would be on guard soon.

Narrow, sickly legs made their way to the borders. Keeping in motion was the only way to keep warm. He kept his attention sharp as he trotted leisurely there, keeping ears attentive and nose sharp. Yet he had to admit that staying alert was taking its toll and he wished that this would be over soon — unaware that it would be sooner than he thought.