just one more time

pping morgana to leave because of the ban, maybe someone else could hop in here? :)

Cicero's attention was drawn from his task of causing chaos by someone's voice. He looked up at the other wolf and stopped his trampling of the ants. Most of the ants just continued to form an orderly line and went on their business, but some of them had already crawled on Cicero, not amused that someone was in the business of destroying their order.

"Cicero says hi-hi!" the pup said excitedly to the black wolf. He knew many black wolves, but all of them were slightly different from each other! He'd also known some white wolves, like his sibling, but they'd all gone away. Now there were mostly black wolves left. "Cicero gots toys, heehee!" the boy said with a big grin on his face, and he looked at the ants as they walked along. Then he suddenly felt a sting in his right leg, and he let out a yelp. "Ouch! Bad toys, no-no!" he cried out while he shook his right paw to try and get the ants off, because he was being bitten by them. He then realised that the black wolf had gone away, and he was left alone with his miserable ant problem; why wouldn't his toys listen to him?!