Blackfeather Woods nature's cruelty

After batting the bird, Cicero pressed his body to the cold ground, eager to see how the creature would respond. It just kept fluttering around helplessly, wounded from the large bird's attack and its fall, and Cicero would bat it every time it'd get into motion again, then repeat the ritual. Just as he pressed himself to the ground again, he heard the voice of another wolf. Completely engulfed in the play, Cicero had not noticed the approach until the voice sounded.

"HI!" Cicero shouted at the wolf. He wasn't sure what 'there, little one' meant but he knew 'I'm' meant that the word thereafter was the wolf's name. There was a broad smile on Cicero's face as he looked at the wolf and bellowed, "Sees!", which was his name. Then he heard the bird behind him flutter and squawk and with an "Oh!" of concentration he turned to look at it. "Baws!" he explained and batted the air next to the bird, inviting the other wolf to join his play.