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Chimera growled low again, this time from the pain in his nose as a few of the quills were plucked out. He had lowered his head so that Siren wouldn't have to reach so high. The boys pelt bristled at the pain, but more so at the thought of Recluse approaching Siren. What had their bastard sister said to her? If it was anything like the interaction that he'd had with her, then it wouldn't have been something good. Her words surprised him though. Recluse wanted to save her from the Armada? Another growl. "I could save you from the Armada right now. I'm not sure why you won't let me." He would fight Mortis and whoever else came his way. He may not win, but he would fight them.

Siren was a soft, sweet thing. Maybe that was why it had always been so easy to hurt her. He felt a little bad about the scars he'd left on her leg. He'd grown since then. They'd grown since then. His little, tiny sister didn't want to go to Hibari without him. Chimera didn't want to be beholden to anyone. Didn't want to be beneath anyone's paw. Loner life wasn't meant for his sweet sister though. Reaching out with the paw connected to the leg that wasn't filled with quills, he pulled her close against him. With a sigh, he gave the pale girl a squeeze. "I wouldn't join by choice and I doubt that she'll even want me there, but if you want to join, I'll go with you." The black and white giant nuzzled the top of her head. She was so sweet and sensitive. A weak little thing. His need to protect her was great. He wouldn't let her join Habari on her own. He wouldn't throw her to the jackals like Venom had.