Weight Of Paradise

As they walked along the river bed, Cerberus smiled silently when she thanked him which silence was easy between the two. Cerberus was more quiet by nature anyway, but he was comfortable when he was around Valtiel so at least on his end he didn't feel awkward and weird. He was getting used to the ways she acted and responded. Her wanting him to be her master due to the sense of change ownership had been long off his mind. The ways she still acted like she felt that way were typically overlooked by him and he usually never thought anything of it. Like it was just a part of her because it probably was but he wasn't quite understanding that maybe there was a Valtiel under that surface. One that wasn't a slave or servant.

He finally led them to the community den where he reached to Moccasin and emptied the basket of some fresh raw cut meats and a few stone makeshift plates to eat off of to keep the dirt off as if they were worried about that being wolves and all that. Maybe a high life. Cerberus offered her meal while he took his own, just admiring the sounds of the river and nature around them until he was finished with his meats.

When he was finished, he took a moment but his paw reached out towards her to lay down on her shoulder as he turned a little inwards to face her better. His gaze had moved from the waters ahead of them and his whole undivided attention was on her. He took another moment in a contented grin before he spoke, "Your mother..." He knew it probably wasn't the easiest of subjects, but Cerberus did want to get to know her more deeply just out of some natural urge. And losing their mothers seemed to be something they had in common. "What was she like?" She wouldn't have to talk about it if she didn't want to, but for now he'd wait to see if she was going to respond at all.

"Cerberus"