Kerberos did not particularly like toting his memento around with him every where, the salty tang of the seaweed was enough to make him salivate around the swathe which cradled and protected the precious pearl within it that hung between his jaws, likely, comically. Yet, he would never risk burying it. For one, there was no guarantee he would be able to find his way back, and two he did not wish to initiate temptation of a curious creature looking for a free meal. Though the pearl was worthless -- it served no purpose to any creature: it could not be eaten, it could not be chewed, it was little more than a pretty decoration -- it was priceless to Kerberos who guarded it as he guarded his heart; with careful precision. The lingering taste of the delicacy of the sea merely served as a temptation. It took effort not to eat the seaweed, the urge of which was fought nearly everyday. If he ate the seaweed…what would he use to carry his gem? Other leaves would not do. Pieces of the Sea or protect the gift of the Sea. To Kerberos there was nothing that made more logical sense. Willfully, he ignored the temptation and carried on.
There was a certain degree of disorientation that accompanied being in foreign lands. How easy it would be to get lost…not that, admittedly, Kerberos had much of a specific path in mind. He only knew that here, where ever, exactly, here was, where Atka wanted him; and Kerberos was devoted unquestioningly to Atka and the Sea. Kerberos believed in loyalty. Loyalty to faith, to home, to family. It was early morning when the Aok boy rose, groggily to his paws, shaking the sleep from his head, bright sea-green eyes closing as a yawn overtook him. Scooping his package up he continued forward, hesitating when he found himself in what he thought to be hot springs. He could feel the damp heat twine through the tendrils of his sand colored fur, frosted with dried salt water that he could not bring himself to wash off. Hesitantly, he pushed forward, careful to avoid that water that would give him an unwanted, fresh water bath.
The sooner he got out of the damp, suffocating heat, the better.