A Little Bit Of Loneliness

Cerberus wouldn't sense that kind of hidden resentment that Albion had for their father. As close as he was to them, there seemed to be a lot he may not have known. His part in family was being there for them when they needed. He always would be. But he wouldn't realize this part of him that was detached from the more personal aspect of their lives. Maybe he had just dove into his responsibility of the pack too far to not sit down and wonder more about them. He knew being away from Scylla for Albion was hard, but he hadn't tried to explore that with him.

Cerberus took the affections Scylla gave him lovingly, smiling and placing another paw down along her shoulder. His gaze moving to Albion as she had asked, he'd start off the answer, "We've all had a large den together, you are more than welcome to stay with us of course." He had dwelled in the comfort that his other sister had given him and what he could give her. He supposed he wasn't really thinking of how Albion was fairing in that regard. Selfish he thought. Not until this moment had he considered what else he could have done for his brother to make him more comfortable here. "I suppose we could start heading back to see Manea."

"Cerberus Kline"