Growl.

Teeth snapped at his tail and Chimera spun, jaws open wide. Dogs. Mutts. Curs. A whole slew of them. Some almost rivaled the dire boy in size. Almost. What were these mangy beasts thinking? They obviously had a death wish. Well, consider Chimera a fairy fucking godfather, because their wish was about to be granted.

The black, white and slate brute had been patrolling Ashen lands when the acrid stench of mutt struck his speckled nares. Of course he had to follow the scent. Had to make sure that the lesser beasts wouldn't be a threat to Siren. He'd followed them towards the Armada. Since Ashen was on good terms with the other pack and Chimera had given his word to Venom to be a good little boy, he continued to follow. They had been waiting for him.

Lunging forward, rows of serrated shark teeth sank into the face of one of the largest dogs. It squealed as its vision was ripped from it. The pained sounds brought the other dogs forward and the giant brute was forced to spin as they circled him. They circled, but not too close. Not unless his back was too them. Only then did they get in little nips and bites. It was terribly annoying. Dogs were such cowards. Soon they would be dead cowards.