we'll never know what's up ahead

Albion was a thoughtful child. He was pensive and his expressions clearly showed when he was deep in thought. He took on one of those expressions as Chimera asked him what he wanted to do. In the end, the boy expressed interest in wanting to be like Chimera himself. The big man's ears swiveled forward as he looked down at the fawn and alabaster child. "I want you to be like you, Albion." Chimera wanted each child to blossom into themselves. It was flattering that the boy wanted to be like him, but Chimera wanted him to stay true to himself.

"You'll learn to fight and to protect your home. I can teach you how to read and keep tallies if that interests you." Lowering his head, he placed a lick atop Albion's head. "Who knows? This could all be yours some day. You should know how to run it." Chimera had no plans for succession. Age didn't matter to him. Whichever of his children seemed the best fit would be the one to rule this place when he decided that he'd had enough.

"Speech"