Nothing More To Tell

With age Cerberus was naturally becoming more curious, maybe even a little adventurous but he was still well reserved and behaved as he had always been. His days with his aunt were filled with most silence but also whatever lessons she was willing to teach him. Viper was far from intellectual, he could even see. And he enjoyed having his aunt there to guide him through the start of his life.

Cerberus had taken a liking to the greenhouse where Siren worked, or while she was able to now that she had children of her own. He tried to help too tend to the plants if he could, he was always gentle with them. As the evening fell, and the skies became dark it may have seemed Viper wasn't coming to get him tonight or on the rare occasion she would come grab him a little late. The sunset of red, orange, and purple from the ominous glowing moon lit up the room in crystals through the glass, and he watched as the fireflies flew overhead of the ceilings. His eyes flashed as he caught a stray that somehow managed to crawl inside. Maybe a crack in the frame or somehow ventured from the halls.

"Cerberus"