Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep 'em on a leash
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Kerberos was almost sure this thing was dead... And then, with a twitch and a jerk, the thing came to like as if a puppet, it's wings tugging up like fingers on a marionette. He stepped back, alarmed, as the black offspring of the batcat hissed at him. What was it? Why was it so angry? He wasn't trying to eat it, not yet! Did this thing want to fight him? It could barely stand. Kerberos would wipe the floor with it!
... And yet. "Hey! Chill," he woofed, his tail swishing behind his three headed entourage. "Not gonna eat you. Kerberos. Friend. Listen and learn and speak!" Was it broken in the head? Even he was better at understanding the confusing world than this thing and he wanted to eat everything. What was this thing so scared of, it wasn't that small or anything!
"I'll eat you if I have to," he threatened softly, lowing his head and bearing his teeth. The other two heads simply stared, bewildered, watching for what the scrawny baby was about to do. "So calm down, alright," he suggested, this head's voice even, but stern, mimicking the same tone as the most recent gembound he had met: Giggle.