Spears and Shields

The strange appearances and news of a festival was strange, but Cerberus had less to attend to now that he wasn't in his heir position for Fenmyre. Maybe it was more he just felt less inclined to impress, not that he really ever had that bearing down on him. He still did near the same duties here as he had back home and he supposed he was still always in training. But everything felt different. He was sure Ruse was looking for the best ways to spend her time too.

He had met up with Ruse outside of their dens with a few supplies for their crafting of the things they would offer for the festival. Not that he was much excited for it, but honestly more time with his sister who followed him here was worth any of his time.

He thought it would be easier for her to craft together the spears while he tended to the busted up shield he had come across. He was more for brute strength of course. But first they had to draw together the beads on leather strings for their matching set of spears and shield. He'd lay down at a V angle with Ruse before starting work on the near jewelry-like task. His paws were large but he had trained himself how to make use of them in more delicate tasks like this.

"Cerberus"