The Heart Of A Warrior

The trek back to the Isle had been long and tiring. Chimera wanted nothing more than to collect his queens, his children, and lay down for a long, much needed sleep. He was determined to not leave his island again for a long time. Or at least until the time came for him to visit Elysium to see what Manea had made of herself. Already he was making a mental checklist of who and what to take on the journey. Cerberus for sure. The boy wanted to learn and to see the world so Chimera would give him just that. He thought about taking Siren along as he had expressly forbidden his sweet sister from leaving the island. He wasn't sure who else to take just yet, but he'd figure it out eventually.

As Chimera and Dalila neared the ferry, a howl came from behind. Internally, Chimera groaned. Outwardly, he nosed into the mottled woman's cheek, then turned to do his duty. It took a bit of time to cross back over the territory and by the time he arrived at the border where the stranger stood, he was even more tired. Mismatched eyes stare down at the golden marked fae that stands just outside of Fenmyre's border. "I am Chimera, King of Fenmyre. What can I help you with?" He tried to hide the irritation, but there was no way that he could hide the exhaustion.

"Chimera Klein"