shackles

Chimera didn't mind accompanying Erystotle out of the territory. Who could protect the man better than himself? Leaving Dalila in charge, the two-toned man planned to wander for as long as the former slave wished to. He needed to enjoy his newfound freedom and if this was the way that he wanted to do it, Chimera wouldn't keep him from it.

Keeping his strides slow, he kept pace with the smaller man. They walked in relative silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Each man was likely lost in their own thoughts. Chimera surely was. He was enjoying his time out with the alabaster brute, but his mind was always churning, thinking about things that needed to be done.

Having been lost in thought, Chimera hadn't noticed Erystotle peel away from him until an acrid stench struck his nose. Blinking, the big wolf stopped in his tracks, pink eye roaming until it landed on the panicked form of his companion. Words met his ears and he didn't quite understand them at first, but taking a step closer brought him in sight of the bound wolf."I suppose you'd better untie it then."

"Chimera Klein"