Pack Your Bags

Aliana worked tirelessly to ensure their herb supplies were prepared for the coming winter. With Viper recovering from childbirth and her son still needing to be cared for, not to mention the children Siren would be bearing courtesy of Chimera again, medicines were going to be in high demand and short supply. Plus with her second birthday on the horizon, she knew she'd need a slew of contraceptives to keep Chimera from spawning a third litter of pups amongst his harem. That is, if she wasn't doing everything she could day and night to make sure they had plenty of what they needed.

She was preserving some meadowsweet and alfalfa when Chimera called for them, the girl's ears flicking to catch the sound with surprise. Chimera had never called a meeting for all of them before. It must have been something critical. Placing the remaining herbs down to finish the dehydrating process, Ali slipped out of the den and followed the shore until she spotted Chimera waiting beside the rope bridge. Curiosity raised her brow. What was he doing calling them out here? Without a word, Ali approached and sat down opposite of Chimera, bowing her head to him more out of reflex than conscious thought. Breaking the habits of slavery was harder than she thought.

"Aliana"