Roots run deep

Together they walked and the woman was right. As she asked if he was familiar with Ashen, Chimera merely rumbled in response. It was clear that she was digging for information, but what information she wanted, he didn't quite know. If she'd met Venom, then she knew a little of Ashen. Chimera continued to listen as Manea spoke of Venom having suggested a pack in the north worth taking. A huff of irritation slid through the brutes speckled nose and his lip pulled back in a sneer, flashing rows of noxious bridgework. It clearly showed his feelings about the pack in the north. If you could even call it a pack. Garbage was what it really was.

Manea continued to speak, asking after Chimera's own opinion on the northern pack. After, she asked if Venom's words were worth the effort. Chimera released a low growl, slightly insulted at the insinuation that Venom might have spoken false. "My sister's words are always worth the effort or she wouldn't have spoken them." He continued to walk, though the irritation at the subject had lengthened his strides. "The northern pack will be no challenge. They are cowards. I pissed on their borders and fucked a woman in the alpha's den. They hid the entire time." Another huff left the man. He had been furious to have been denied blood during the raid. "Like stealing meat from a child."

Chimera Klein