Dog Days ||
@hades-mp
The celt had a free moment between lectures and council work that he’d decided to take his two hellhounds for a run in the local dog park. they had been very good boys while he worked so he figured he could reward the two spectral hounds with a good run. He got a cup of coffee and walked the two white dogs to the dog park, letting them off the leash, as he settled on a bench close by, with Dracula flopping himself at his feet, happy to just rest by his owner’s side. Arawn was just so tired of all the extra work he was dealing with and plus people wouldn’t stop asking him to ressurect their loved ones, to which the resounding answer was always no.
Honestly, the shit he had to deal with and then just his own pantheon was absolute chaos most of the time, that he questioned why at all was he even witness to the idiocy. Hearing footsteps close by, the gothic god shuffled his jacket out the way and shifted slightly in his sitting position. A glance to the side told him that it was Hades and Arawn relaxed. “Out for a walk with Cerberus as well?” he asked, glancing at the fellow god of the underworld. “you know its so nice sometimes to just take a breather and relax from the day to day work we have,” he hummed, sipping the coffee he’d gotten on the way.












