Not looking so grrrrrreat

Cerberus had been slowly trying to work up his strength again after being sick and nearly immobile in the hidden cells of the island. He was used to not really going around much, but he had never felt so weak and hopeless before. The days where he was sick were almost melded together, and as time went on it felt like he really hadn't spent so much time sick in the dungeons.

Before the illness, he spent almost all of his time tucked away in either Viper's or Siren's den. But after a few days of recovery he found himself outside of the dens traveling around the island. Everything certainly wasn't completely back to normal and Chimera probably wouldn't have wanted him wandering the island. But with Siren spending so much time still down with Albion and Scylla and Viper completely unlike herself, there was little for him to do these days. He supposed he never knew how much he would miss just being around them until this plague came around. But he was better so maybe the rest of them would be better soon too.

He was walking along the coast lines because, well, he was a little afraid of the jungles. Well, honestly he was scared of it all. No one would have guessed it, he was never good at expressing himself. He, Albion, and Scylla had been trapped inside the jungles by... the moon? The firefly entity? He wasn't sure which if either answer it was. And he had also seen a vision of zombie wolves and other creatures dragging their decayed bodies out of the ocean. He wasn't sure if any of it meant anything, but lately he tried not to think of it while everything else was still going on.

He was almost lost in his thoughts of nothing when he caught the sight of the glittery creature moving towards the shores. And it made him stop dead in his tracks. He instantly flashed back to his vision when he was with Albion, and it was almost enough to send him running for the hills. He stood there for a moment, watching the moving shine across the water and just as he went to turn and run back to Siren's room, he noticed the red man that he had never met but had seen around the pack.

He took a deep breath as he paused again, finding his paws moving forward towards the red man rather than back inland. He was relieved to see that the creature was not a zombie, but it had strange growths of crystals around it's body. It seemed really not well, almost like he had been in the beginning of his illness. He paused yet again, not thinking it was the best idea to jump forward to help the young brute. But he had some lessons from Moccasin and he thought he could at least distract the tiger if nothing else.

It swung lazily at the red man, and he was quick to dodge and jump back to it's leg and latch on. The infected tiger swung around toward the wolf that bit it and that's when Cerberus jumped in. He thought it was best to stay the most out of trouble that he could especially while he was nearly half the size of the red man and no where near his full growth. Cerberus jumped forward to bite down on the tiger's tail to get it's attention. If he could distract it, maybe the red brute could take care of it.

Fighting Seasonal Prompt
Total Word Count: 1087 words
Word Count Goal: 1500 words

"Cerberus Klein"