shackles

Mismatched ears swiveled and shifted as Chimera watched Erystotle frantically untie the bound wolf. He wasn't exactly the caring sort. Would he have left the small wolf to die? Possibly. Especially if it looked dead upon passing. There wasn't enough care within him to check and be certain. Erystotle was built of different stuff, however. The man was selfless and caring. That attitude was surely the reason that the bound wolf would live.

As Erystotle stood there, not knowing what to do next, Chimera moved up. If the pearlescent man cared, then the least Chimera could do was help. Leaning down to the stinking pile of wolf flesh, the giant brute carefully wrapped his jaws around the man's emaciated neck. With barely any effort, he lifted the sun sizzled wolf like a pup. Sure, sturdy steps brought the wolves into a shaded patch of grass, the overhanging trees keeping the blades nice and cool. Gently, he deposited the man into the shade, then stepped back and motioned for Erys to do what he needed to. "I'll find some water," the brute rumbled before turning and peeling away from the group.

"Chimera Klein"