Big Brothers vs Gifts

Albion really hadn’t known Viper, and maybe Cerberus only did because he was her son. Technically. The pale boy had practically been raised with Cerb at his side as much as Scylla. After the woman died though the observant pup knew immediately his brother wasn’t quite where he should be. He was deeply affected, but Albi couldn’t do much for his brother. When he needed him Albion would be there.

The boy was wandering the hallways, oddly without Scylla, as he went. He was kind of meandering back to his mom's room, massive paws carrying him through the atrium and back to Siren’s suites. He walked into Cerberus there, colliding with his brother as he stood up to go find himself. Leaving behind a collection of items littered around him. Albion’s white blue eyes glanced around the various items of varying shades and sizes after he’d recovered from the stun.

He scanned the blades, even more curious as the moments went on. Albion tilted his curious features and he returned his attention to his brother’s minty eyes. Pale brows raised, "Cerberus,” He greeted softly a hint of curiosity in his voice as he slipped past the chimeric pup and hovered over the supplies he gathered. He shook his pale coat and lowered his haunches as if he knew that this was where he needed to be for Cerberus. Some of the colors and shapes made him think of their other siblings, and the number seemed to match that of their siblings.

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"Albion Klein"