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Kerberos was doing his best not to worry. Things were much more complicated than he could handle; there was the Hole (which was bad), the Sentinels (which were demanding), the Hydra (which swallowed entire lives, and was very terrible), the formation of dragons that he barely knew about but still set him at unease, the Gate that opened and promised change (which was... good?) and the constant current of Master's running their hands through the tapestry of the cave, changing strings and effecting lives in ways that the dog couldn't begin understand.

It was a lot easier to do what he knew and understood. He sat at the entrance to Tunnel K. He still slept here, from time to time, though Canis was his home. He guarded the door, a three-headed hellhound protecting the outside world from... Hydra? The Hole? And protecting his family from the outside world, too. It felt like he could not protect them from everything, though.

He had been trying to focus on small, simple tasks. Sit at the door and watch, and wait. Catch food for mom, and for himself, and the rest of Bonebound. Keep an eye out for Damask (who he saw flying about in Orion a lot, though like most of the Bonebound, he didn't talk to much these days.) Look out for Fungus. Keep himself clean. Remember to stay hydrated.

Right now he had simplified it down to sitting at the door and playing with magic. He had yet to really master the Wisps; he had received some secret knowledge from the gift in Pisces, but he had yet to manifest enough Wisps to do anything with it. He liked the Wisps, though... They were pretty; he could summon one for each head on a good day, and each of his brains could take turns controlling them!

Presently, he had managed to summon a pink orb, the wisp dancing about his heads as his tail thumped happily behind him. If he focused a bit more, he could get another... But he wasn't very good at juggling them, especially if he kept getting distracted by the worries of a world that had gotten so much bigger than the big cerberos himself.

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Out of the blue, a little cat came hurdling through Kerberos's wisp. The three-headed hound blinked, heads rearing back with alarm as the feline yowled, and spun back on him, hissing and spitting.

Judging from her oversize paws and clumsy stance, tail held up like a bristling little pine tree, he quickly recognized that she was only a child. Sat far back on his haunches, paw half-raised in alarm, he slowly eased forward and began to lower his noses to the ground. He squished his shoulders down too, eventually squirming his whole body into an awkward pile of fur, legs haphazardly splayed. He didn't want his big size to intimidate the kitten; though she already seemed...

... Her face was weird, for a cat, wasn't it? It was... Flat. He pushed away that thought for a moment, instead opening one of his mouths to reply in a quiet rumble. "I made it, it's mine," he tried to explain, with utmost patience. "You can't take other's things. That's mean. But," he offered with a waggy twitch of his tail, the scales slapping against the stone behind him. "I can make you one."

As the middle head woofed softly, it took only a moment for another wisp to materialize on his soft pink nose; the same pink shade as the first wisp, but it drifted down with a huff of his snout and settled down in front of the child, pulsing with a warm light. This one wouldn't be too hot for the child to play with, and he managed to somehow anchor it to her, so it idly moved about her like a moon in orbit.

"It's nice to meet you," he whined, tilting his head and rolling on to his side so he could stretch a paw out lazily into the air. "Little one. He had met many little kittens in his life; and though his mother detested them, he found himself drawn to them like a mother hen. Not that it had ever gone particularly well... He... Ah, had any of them ever survived?

... It was fine. It wasn't like he personally killed them; things got lost in the caves all the time. Gembound went missing... All the time. He didn't need to be thinking about that right now.

"... do you have a name?"