Little Talks

The beast prowled forward, his mind on lingering on the name of one if his children. Out of each of the children he had spawned, the one that plagued his mind showed great promise to becoming a beast that could rival his father. The alabaster creature came to a halt, his form hidden in the shadows, as he sank to his haunches, and sank to the ground, relaxing on his stomach. His head would come to rest on his paws as he contemplated the decision that trifled his mind. His bi colored eyes, glanced back and forth in front of him, and his tail flicked beside his body. The weight of his head was pressing his claws into the dirt, so he shifted slightly, to relieve the weight of his head. A long sigh left him, before he lifted his head, into the air, though did not move to sit to call the spawn that he had bore. The call left him, deep and commanding, then his head to move again to his paws, where he would wait.

"Cerberus."