Pot Making!

Cerberus led Ruse nearby to a probably familiar falls area of the island given the fact that they had their entire lives to explore the Forgotten Isle. The clay too had hardened and made his paws feel stiff as they walked over the terrain. He looked over his shoulder as Ruse followed along side him and soon they would have their feet in the water.

Once they were there, Cerberus looked back again at Ruse with a smirk. Maybe she had been expecting what he would do next while it wasn't unlike him. Quickly, his paw swung upwards in the water to splash a small wave at her, still with that smirk as he jumped away as if to get away from her before she could splash him back. He was playful when it came to his siblings. Maybe he still saw her as a young girl and maybe she still felt that way. It seemed that the days he could play with her like this would be numbered. Whether that was because of his own growing responsibilities or the both of them moving into adulthood. Or maybe they could stay like this forever.

He'd gently torment her for a few moments, splashing around and trying to evade her own faux attacks. But soon he would wade back through the water closer to her standing his ground against her if she still went to splash him back. Laying down in the shallow areas of the water or at least shallow for him, he'd reach forward gently for her paw that was now loose of the clay and he'd help wash the rest of the muck from off her light pelt. Happy to play with her, happy to be here with her. Worried just how long he could be this close to her.

"Cerberus"