CEREBUS
Ellie struck blindly with the broomstick; Cerebus dodged without snapping, brushing close enough that she could feel the heat of his breath.
“Perfect,” she whispered. “Again.”
Other days, she hid things — tennis balls marked with chalk sigils tucked into trees, buried beneath the soil, balanced on the edge of the roof. Cerebus had to find them all. Alpha sniffed carefully, Beta methodically swept the ground, while Gamma cheated by leaping straight for the rooftop with a mischievous bark.
Ellie clapped, laughing so hard she fell onto the grass. “Gamma, you little cheat! That’s not strategy, that’s—” She broke off, giggling. “Actually, never mind. That’s brilliant. Keep it.”
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