Mind Made Of Stone

His father's own sense of humor, or maybe that wasn't quite what it was, but what he said was a little funny in a way. Cerberus didn't laugh though, just looked away from the staring birds and stood as Chimera suggested he come along back to his quarters. It was something a little different, but not something he would refuse. Cereberus trusted the pack members really with his life, and he hoped one day he could return the favor. That didn't make him so naive though. If a stranger came to the island he wouldn't have left with them or stood by while they kidnapped or hurt him. He may have been young, but he was already well sophisticated and intelligent for his age. He just had room to learn. "I don't know when she'll be back but she might get worried if I'm not with Siren." It wasn't words to deny going along with him as he stepped forward with his father, but it was maybe information he needed to know. At least to expect that Viper would call, possibly in a panic.

"Cerberus"