Hidden breakfast

The fox seemed friendly but most things did until they bit you. He shot a wad of compliments at her and the young woman narrowed her piercing silver eyes in suspicion. "Royalty?" She questioned aloud, brows raising. Of course she wasn't royalty. It was a silly concept to begin with. Royalty... as though blood made you better than the one next to you. Or maybe it did. There wasn't a way to test blood though. If there had been, she'd have done it.

Ears pricked as the little not-wolf spoke of mushrooms. Apparently he knew where some grew. To trust his word or to run back to her siblings? She could force one of them to accompany her. It never dawned on Cicero that she was larger than the fox. She just knew that she didn't fight and that she was suspicious of everyone that wasn't related to her. Okay, she was suspicious of some of them too.

Eventually the woman spoke. "Alright. Lead the way. Ah, but no funny business, " she added. She didn't have time for funny business. There were teas to make. Things to see. Worlds to explore. People tio exploit. Wait... she didn't say any of that out loud, did she?