Mister Father?

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"