Usually Viper would leave Cerberus with Siren when she was going off the island or knew she was doing a long patrol or taking more time up in her day. But when she was a little less busy, nearby and closer to the area of the island she was given, she just left Cerberus with Moccasin. Cerberus was quiet, didn't get into trouble. He definitely wasn't a bubbly or happy type, but he didn't feel his life was miserable or anything of that sort. This was normal for him. His mother often, very routinely left him with either Siren or Moccasin. She was almost always with him at night though unless she was taking an overnight patrol. And while she wasn't really labeled the best mother because of this, she still snuggled with him at night.

He spent most of his days just laying around, silently, or sometimes he would help Moccasin clean up where they lived. He may have been a little too young to really learn anything about fighting or hunting, but he was too quiet to even ask. His personality was certainly lacking, in the presence of Siren, Moccasin, or Viper. And maybe that was the wrong raising of his mother, but a mother who didn't really even know how to be a mother. Moccasin's head raised as someone approached the room, but Cerberus didn't show any worry in the fact. He had no reason to be afraid, or maybe he was never taught the dangers of the world outside of the island.

"Cerberus"

Chimera was tired. Exhausted, really. He'd recently returned to the island with a giant haul of beaver pelts as well as items that he'd collected from another nearby island. He was a strong beast, but even the strongest beasts needed rest sometimes. It was the intent to go and rest, but Chimera never liked to sleep alone. He hadn't spent much time with Viper lately. Not much at all since their fight on the beach so he aimed to go and make her sleep beside him whether she wanted to or not.

Entering the wing that he'd given to Viper, the two-toned brute searched for her. The woman was nowhere to be found, but he found something else instead. The boy. Being as busy as Chimera was, he didn't see much of the child. Having no father of his own, he didn't know the first thing about parenting. The hulking brute stopped in his tracks, just staring at the small, chimeric child. Chi didn't know how he felt about the boy yet, but he couldn't do any worse than his own father.

Coming into the room, Chimera shot a look at Moccasin, letting the dog know that he was free to go. Once the dog left, Chimera crossed the room and lay down upon the pile of furs. "Cerberus," he greeted. Might as well make an effort to get to know the boy. He was curious to see if he could glean what the child might be.

"Speech"

When Moccasin moved to the presence of someone else, Cerberus didn't budge. Even to the sight of Chimera and while he dismissed the dog. Other than being left with Siren, Viper had secluded herself and him from the others. She was still providing for the pack as she did in Ashen, but she was again nearly invisible otherwise. Though Cerberus didn't feel, or understand the tension she may have had with Chimera, or others around the pack. He also couldn't assume Chimera as a bad person, or a bad father really because he was so used to the way Viper was raising him.

He didn't stand as the king entered, but his head did bow in response to his presence. Looking back up the the monstrous man he spoke with a strong, but quiet voice, "Am I able to help you with something, father?" He was respectful in his tone, he had nothing against Chimera just coming to visit, or if there was something he came here for. He was mostly quiet like his mother, but he was more obedient than that. The more overpowering nature of his father hadn't yet touched his personality, something he may grow into in the later years. His own detached mother's upbringing is what made him so loyal in these young days, only there to assist his father or his aunt or whoever else from the island came to him.

"Cerberus"

With the dog gone and Chimera lounging on the furs like he owned the place, which he did, the brute's attention was all for the chimeric child. His child. He was still rather angry with Viper for not being the kind of mother that he thought she should be. The days were drawing short for her, he knew. It didn't take second sight to realize that she would soon be leaving Fenmyre. Whether she left by choice or whether he forced her out remained to be seen, however.

As Cerberus questioned him, Chimera gave a low rumble in his throat. Nothing angry or aggressive. Simply contemplative. "Come spend some time with your father." One big paw motioned the boy towards him and when he was close enough, Chimera scooped the lad into the space between his forelegs. Noticing a few rogue furs on Cerbs head were askew, the beasts tongue swiped along them, pushing the hairs into submission.

With his son held close, Chimera began mulling over the thoughts and emotions that were roused within him. He wanted to protect this little wolf. He wanted to give Cerberus the upbringing that he had never been given. Though the boy may not grow up with two parents, Chimera wasn't going anywhere and he was certain that Siren, Aliana and even Dalila would step up to fill in for Viper. "What interests you, Cerberus? What do you like to do?" Perhaps if the boy was leaning towards some kind of skill, Chi could help point him in the right direction.

"Speech"

Chimera invited Cerberus to come closer and he didn't refuse. Not eager and not wary, he walked over close enough for Chimera to scoop him up and put him in between his paws. He sat there before him for a moment, until Chimera reached out a couple licks on top of his head. He then laid down and relaxed between his father's paws, looking down at his own skinny little legs that might be as big as his dad's some day. He wasn't really one to look optimistically into the future though. He supposed he would grow up one day. Though he was already much more mature or at least calm for his incredibly young age.

His ear perked to Chimera's question, showing interest in whatever Chimera had to say whether it was a lesson or something else. When he raised his head, it tilted a bit crooked as his father asked him a question. But he didn't really have a solid answer for it. "Well I... don't know." His gaze moved around back to their legs and the surroundings on the floor as he thought, "I like helping Aunt Siren in the green house." Though was that something he enjoyed or something he felt obligated to do? He liked his aunt a lot, he liked spending time with her. But he also would have spent time with Dalila or Aliana if Viper had let him. "Mom has Moccasin teaching me some defensive stances."

"Cerberus"