ardent

Hanging In There?

Albion, Scylla



Cerberus

"Not A Caveman"

Obscura
Viceroy

Master Fighter (240)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
1020
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
279
player
Chrono

Pride - PolysexualSamhain 2022HomebodyAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
11-23-2021, 02:44 PM
Albion's whine had made Cerberus quiet and while it wasn't the most pleasant replies he supposed it was better than nothing and showing just the slightest bit of hope that he was still alive. While Scylla was searching around for the key she had swiped which Cerberus was obviously unaware of, enough time had passed to where he had closed his eyes and drifted off into some other almost sleepy state.

His eyes flung open though as Scylla was at his door, jittering at the lock with a key. Still laying down, his head raised as he watched her. He almost wanted to tell her that unlocking his cell wasn't a good idea. Chimera wouldn't have liked it, they were separated for a reason. But his more responsible thoughts had been thrown over his shoulder as he stood and approached the cell door. As soon as Scylla was able to let him out in her near anemic state, Cerberus grabbed the key from her between his teeth and walked past her to Albion's cell. While Scylla had thumbs to help unlock the cell, she was certainly struggling to do his and he didn't even know how she escaped out of her own cell. He was able to get the key in the lock more steadily, but Scylla could help him turn it too.

Once Albion's cell was opened, Cerberus waited for Scylla to enter first before he went in too.

"Cerberus Klein"