I'll write my way out

The pregnant women in his life, yes... women... multiple... they wanted a particular kind of meat. So, Chimera, being the kind, devoted, giving man that he was, went out to fetch it. Okay, so really, he just wanted them to stop bitching, but he was still going out to murder a red elk and bring as much of it back as he could carry. If that didn't make them all happy, then... he'd just keep listening to them complain, he guessed.

Passing the falls, Chimera noted a bit of movement to the side. Turning, he watched as a young wolf brazenly attacked a bear as it towered over him. Hmmph, went the black and white brute. He stopped and stood, watching the boy. Gears began turning in Chimera's head. Perhaps if things went south and he happened to save the day... then the boy would owe him a favor. And he knew juuuust what to ask for.

With his pale pink eye surveying the fight, Chimera watched the young wolf do his best to take the bear on. The words that the boy spoke carried to the giant on the wind and he couldn't help but chuckle at the balls that the kid had.

"Chimera"