Days gone

The girls perky demeanor irritated him. Chimera wrinkled his nose in distaste, lips peeling back from sharp, white canines. People like that...disgusted him. It wasn't that she was lighter aligned. His young, stupid sister was much less dark than he was, but even she knew to curtail her enthusiasm around him. This brightly colored creature was just too much. Even her voice grated against his ears like a squawking turkey.

She wanted Venom. Chimera wrinkled his nose anew. Why? Venom didn't lead here. His two-toned pelt bristled and he moved forward again, this time bumping into her. His tones were low and dark, not yet as deep as they would become, but still rich and menacing. "I don't know how you Armada dogs do things, but in Ashen, most of us sleep during the day." That pink eye blazed as it bore into her. He was tired and cranky and it surely showed.

"My sister," he continued, "is probably preparing for sleep as well." With his chest, he aimed to give the girl a push back towards Armada lands. "Go away. You serve us. We don't serve you." The sunlight was already beginning to hurt his eyes which irritated him more. His jaws snapped a hairsbreadth from her face, teeth crashing audibly together as he snarled at her. "GO!"