Beneath the shallow illumination cast in rich pools, as though molten the gold that trace walls embedded with metals of varying quality, he grows to the proportions of a giant. Whimsical the thought, vision trailing along shade cast and warped beneath those jutting points, languid grown steps that may otherwise quickened at beckons. Yet his own the pace set, assured arrival may herald no reproach, beyond such by own decree.

Entrance was conducted without a deal of fanfare, waste upon those few present, afixed about pale lips the delicate curl, smile as faux as the words that fell from it. "Oh, how wonderful, I am sure you earned it." Sickeningly sweet the words spoken in a quiet croon, bile the false praise against his tongue though unknown such for easily had they flown forth. Attention fixated upon father and the mask began to fall, widened eyes paired with ears arising as though wrong heard the words, teeth catching tongue tip and swallowed the response laid atop.

Within grand scheme ever short his time, be it among those that occupied a minimal space in the light shed by placid insects or simply that spanning first breath and that which slipped by parted lips, subterranean space all he had known. The prospect of widening those boundaries ignited embers of excitement that sparked in chest stilled with a held breath, tight held his minimal smile. Dizzy has he grown, exhilaration pulsing until it seems no mere blood flows through his veins, tempered as he masks it with a cough. Time enough would there be to indulge within a flight of fancy, for now silent stood Cepheus, carefully built and maintained a calm serenity, illusion broken when one found the tell tale hunger rooted in dark eyes fixated upon Hungrydogs.