Blackfeather Woods sigh no more

When there was suddenly an adult next to him, Cicero didn't startle; he just stared at the wolf and his tail wiggled in excitement. Cicero had already forgotten that he'd been sneaking moments ago, and the boy let out an excited "Yellooooooow!" while he was being praised for his sneaking skills. Cicero didn't know this wolf yet, but he was black, and so far 100% of black wolves Cicero had met were friendly. Surely, so was this one.

Cicero understood the concept of hunting up to a certain point. He had never really hunted anything before, nothing that would nourish him, anyway, so to him, 'hunting' meant catching bugs and plants and other small things that didn't put up much resistance. "Ya-ya Sees-roh hunt!" the pup agreed and he nodded. He looked at the adult, waiting for him to lead the way.