Blackfeather Woods breathe, just breathe

It would have been comical but there was something distinctly different now that he was a father. Cicero had not thought he could care for anyone but Damien, ever, but these little pups were somehow important to him, somehow needed to be preserved and he wanted to make sure they were safe. In his younger years he may have laughed at them but now there was nothing funny here; which oddly only contributed to the hollow feeling he had been having of late.

Luckily she followed when he asked her to. "It will be fine once you are outside," said Cicero. "The tree and the clearing are poisonous. They make you feel bad. If you see anything that is not really there, do not listen to it and just keep looking at Cicero." He knew that wolves could drive themselves mad listening to hallucinations and could harm themselves following their instructions or trying to attack them. He would not let that happen to Maegi.