Blackfeather Woods where it all goes down

A response came, however short. Cicero clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth, feeling curious for the wolf's motivations. "You know what one says curiosity did to the cat..." he said with a brief smirk, though it easily fell from his face back towards his usual neutral disposition. "But then, what is life if one does not choose to live a little." Ironic, he thought, considering that the beast was the one that did the most things he regretted, and of all things he did and did not do, he sure chose to live a little.

Cicero turned away, an ear in Argent's direction. He offered, "Cicero can teach not to get caught so easily next time." He then started to move away from Argent, figuring that if he were interested, he would follow. He didn't necessarily need more pupils, but maybe a short lesson...