Weight Of Paradise

Cerberus was a relatively busy young boy. Nearly a man really. Maybe it was because he was Chimera's heir, but that wasn't all of it. It was like written into him. A part of him. Running patrols, helping his pack and his family with building on their pack lands and preparing to expand, it was all things he loved to do. There was a sense of expectation, but it never really hindered him. He could have been working too hard but for now he didn't feel that way.

He had found some down time to take Valtiel outside of the island and out to the dam. Moccasin had brought a basket of things for lunch and his main destination was the community den here but for now he just walked along the river's edge with her. He had certainly grown a sense of protection over her, he saw her on the same level as he would have cared for any of his siblings. At this time in his life he wouldn't see their connection as anything more but maybe that was just the child in him. He wouldn't have known any better. He had been feeling a little down or off since Scylla had stayed behind in Elysium but filling his time with other things seemed to make the feelings subside.

"Cerberus"