Life Among The Dead

His words wrapped around Mariah like a comforting shawl, soothing in their simplicity. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his, silvery eyes reflecting the dying ember of the sunset. The simple invitation he had extended sent a ripple of uncertainty through her. Mariah paused, her gaze moving from Cerberus' calm countenance down to the paw patting the earth. Memories and emotions flooded her mind, reminding her of the passionate kiss they had shared at the bonfire. How could they act so casually now? Slowly, she made her way over to him, her shadow flickering against the ground as she settled down beside him. His presence was calming. She missed this, his quiet company, the soothing warmth that came from their shared silence. "I get on well enough," she answered lightly, lowering herself to the ground as her gaze went toward the glittering lake.

The words seemed to evaporate into the crisp night air, leaving behind a lingering echo of truth. Mariah's eyes met his and she felt herself being pulled in by the calm depths within them. "And what about you? How have you been, Cerberus? And your sister's pack? Have they settled in?" Her voice held a hint of worry, like a stroke of concern coloring her words. She certainly hoped they were fairing well.

"Mariah Mendacium"