Blackfeather Woods [m] The world laughed at any attempts we made to exist in it without pain

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After he had come to the conclusion that Xan was the one who had taken him that night, long ago when he was searching for Desna, Cicero had made plans. He knew he could not let this go over unpunished, yet he would have to go about his punishment subtly, to make sure that Xan knew not to mess with him and would be too afraid to tell anyone, but he should not be so afraid that he would feel forced to tell someone in fear of losing his life regardless of his actions. It was a subtle balance and one Cicero had little experience with, but he would have to learn on the go.

So he had taken one of his new favourite herbs, jimson weed, and rigged a rabbit with it. It was easy enough: Xan was confined to the wolfskull for now, and Cicero would bring him food, in name of Damien, for he needed to eat. And so Cicero set off, wishing that this was something he did not need to do, but knowing this was what he must do, with the rabbit between teeth. He set it down at the wolfskull entrance and chuffed for @Xan , to alert him that food had been brought, before settling down on the floor nearby and waiting for what would come.