Take Your Cake and Eat It Too

He had to admit, this place wasn't half bad. The strange Alphess had chosen a good place to lay claim to, and it was evident in the fertile land that he walked upon with its lush, soft grass underfoot and the abundance of prey that he could smell milling about both underground and above it. The piebald male had a feeling this place would bode well for them, especially now that they were all under the protection of the Bone Queen. Hopefully, none of his siblings would fuck that up for them. His attention turned to a den site that looked like it had collapsed, dirt and rocks pooled around the entrance that he imagined once belonged to one of the Insomniacs, but perhaps they had decided clean up wasn't worth the effort. He approached it to get a better look, noting that the dirt was neither fresh, nor too old. Behind it, he saw what looked to be the start of a small garden now overrun with weeds. Perhaps a project that hadn't quite gotten off the ground before whoever tried had abandoned it.

It was then then his older brother approached him, though Kronos didn't immediately look at him as he continued his own observations. "It is certainly not a bad place, I must admit. Your Bone Queen has chosen well," "We need to talk." Of course they did! How long had it been since they'd been separated? There was much to catch up on, he was sure. "About Enyo's shit and a brat." It was then his head immediately turned as he looked at his brother, a curious look in his eye and his full attention on Erebos as he tried to hide the beginning of a grin. "Enyo? Pes, agapité aderfé. Ti kánei aftí? (Enyo? Say, dear brother. What is she up to?)"