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Kerberos was a very, very, very good guard dog. He NEVER slept on the job. Not with the Hive and their fungus in Canis, certainly. Though as of late, they had all been driven out.
There were still several chaos-monsters that traveled to the Tunnel between his home and his gate to go to the very bad no good Altar in the Hole, but as long as they didn't go cause trouble in Canis, it wasn't too big of a deal.
All of that said, well. Kerberos had gotten back from his exciting adventure to the outside world, to the sky, and was feeling quite worn out. He left his family after the field trip, finding his spot by the arch of Tunnel K, and flopped down.
A good guard dog did not sleep on the job. He was just resting his five eyes, that was all! One of his heads was supposed to be keeping an eye out, but-- well. Um. Oh, no, he was definitely snoring. That massive white, polar-bear-barrel of a chest was exhaling a massive, noisy snort with each deep, slumbering breath.
But despite his seemingly deep slumber, one ear pricked at the sound of a voice winding its way closer. Someone talking...? His middle head jolted awake, rising up to blink away the sleep. The other two heads-- though stirred from the alert-- continued to half-snooze.
The central scarred head picked out Flower immediately, and a violent thwump, thwump, thwump pounded behind the canine. It was hard to see from this angle, but that ominous thundering, stomping sound came from the slapping of a scaled tail.
"Hello! Kerberos woofed. "Friend-- Wait, what was that on her shoulders? "TWO friends?"
So let it out
Let the world become alive again