i'm so lonely.

With the coming of the strange times and the variety of infections that seemed to be ravaging his wolves, Chimera had insisted that they stay separated from one another. Those with any glowing sickness were to sit tight and keep to themselves in the hopes that, with time, everything would blow over. Keeping his wolves separated, those not infected would stay healthy, thus being able to care for those that were ill. That was his reasoning, anyway. Despite being unaffected himself, Chimera regularly put himself at risk as was his duty. As king and ruler of the pack, he would tend to those in need as much as possible. If he became ill though... well. He didn't want to think about it.

With a slab of venison between his jaws, Chimera moved towards the place that Hela's daughter had decided to call home. Pushing inside, the monochromatic man placed the meat on a clean looking surface. "Belladonna," the giant man rumbled in greeting. "How are you feeling?" Mismatched ears perked as he visually inspected the fae.

"Chimera Klein"