Strong Enough

Keeping the cat from harming the boy was easy. In the end, it was the young wolf that took the cats life. Chimera had watched through the entire thing and was ready to offer this boy a home. He had balls and Chimera liked balls. As the boy thanked Meg and Gem, Chimera slid down the hillside and joined them. "Well done," he gave praise where praise was due. Already the dogs had begun working to skin the cat. Feline wasn't great to eat, but the skin would be worth something.

The monochromatic brute came around the black and gold boy, making no effort to hide the fact that he was inspecting him. He looked strong and whole. The island could use fresh blood. "I am Chimera, King of Fenmyre," he introduced himself. "How about a home, boy?" One brow raised. Hopefully the lad would accept his offer and he wasn't already spoken for.

"Chimera"