Mister Father?

Chimera was tired. Exhausted, really. He'd recently returned to the island with a giant haul of beaver pelts as well as items that he'd collected from another nearby island. He was a strong beast, but even the strongest beasts needed rest sometimes. It was the intent to go and rest, but Chimera never liked to sleep alone. He hadn't spent much time with Viper lately. Not much at all since their fight on the beach so he aimed to go and make her sleep beside him whether she wanted to or not.

Entering the wing that he'd given to Viper, the two-toned brute searched for her. The woman was nowhere to be found, but he found something else instead. The boy. Being as busy as Chimera was, he didn't see much of the child. Having no father of his own, he didn't know the first thing about parenting. The hulking brute stopped in his tracks, just staring at the small, chimeric child. Chi didn't know how he felt about the boy yet, but he couldn't do any worse than his own father.

Coming into the room, Chimera shot a look at Moccasin, letting the dog know that he was free to go. Once the dog left, Chimera crossed the room and lay down upon the pile of furs. "Cerberus," he greeted. Might as well make an effort to get to know the boy. He was curious to see if he could glean what the child might be.

"Speech"