Still Growling.

Chimera had been looking for barrels. Big, hollow containers that the weird two leggers had left behind. He was intent on building a bridge from his island to the next with the barrels as floats. He had few but he needed more. And so he struck out to an island that he'd been told still had many leftover relics. He hoped to find something of interest on the island. Something on the island found him interesting as well.

A roar sounded as a great, striped beast dropped from the trees. Bloody hell... another tiger? Chimera rolled his eyes and abandoned his task. For now, at least. If he could get this stupid cat to think twice about trying to attack him, he could be back to barrel hunting soon.

The stupid feline leaped forward, swiping at Chi with wicked claws. The tri-toned wolf released a guttural growl, his pelt bristling. Tail curled above his spine as he gnashed his teeth, stalking stiff legged forward. If this tactic didn't work, things would have to get bloody.