I Hope It's Gonna Be A Long One

Chimera

The feeling of pleasure was still surprising. Chimera was genuinely pleased when Viper called upon him to be her hunting partner. There was something there. Something that he couldn't understand. She wasn't like other females. Not by a long shot. He appreciated that more then he could explain. Oddly enough, he'd been thinking about the woman quite a bit lately when they were apart. It wasn't unwelcome, but it was somewhat unsettling. She was becoming more than just another wolf in the pack. Viper was becoming worthy of his attention. Worthy of being elevated in his mind to something more than less.

Meg came to fetch him and Chimera wasted no time in shaking the sand from his black and white pelt. The giant male easily loped across the rope and barrel bridge, coming to the small woman's side. She had supplies beside her which showed that she did indeed intend to hunt. She wished to carry the supplies and he would let her. If she decided that they were too much or the bundle too awkward, he would take over. She made it all the way to the Willows with the supplies though and he commended her for it.

Having tossed the supplies aside, Chimera watched with his pale pink eye as she laid out the perimeter of another pit. Once she laid out the size the young man got to work. Again they dug side by side, but this time, when their sides brushed or their hips happened to bump into one another, he didn't pull away and he didn't flinch. Progress.

"Chimera Quill Klein"

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