Nov 27 2015, 04:49 PM
Kerberos watched, a silent gatekeeper, as Aza'zel wobbled over to his child, speaking soft, hushed words. Kerberos did not know the correct things to say to the child, but Aza'zel was her father. He would find the words. Giggle always knew the right thing to say because she was a mother-- it was the same. He bowed his heads towards the remains of Mau, giving the corpse a cautious sniff.
Carefully, he picked up what was left-- the corpse, while torn apart in the front, was still mostly in tact otherwise. He delicately gathered what he could between two heads, making sure that he wouldn't drop her, and then his free mouth spoke to Aza'zel softly.