shackles

Chimera discovered a stream not too far from where Erys and his foundling were situated. He stopped to take a drink before heading back. The water was clean, but the sun had warmed it somewhat, so it hadn't been very refreshing. At least it wouldn't shock the sunburnt wolf's skin if they threw him in it, he supposed. Making his way back to the pair, Chi furrowed his brow as he noted the emaciated brute was asleep. Coming up beside Erystotle, he nosed the pearlescent man's cheek lightly. "There's a stream not far. Do you want me to carry him there?" Given the affirmation from Erys, Chi nodded and set to work, though he was loathe to put the dirty wolf in his mouth again.

Gently, Chimera wrapped his jaws around the back of the burnt wolf's neck. Again, lifting him like a pup, the dire giant held his head high to keep the smaller wolf from dragging the ground. He then led the way through the trees surrounding the standing stones until they came to the little body of running water. The man's pink eye searched until he found a spot with a large, overhanging tree. It would afford them all some shade even while the small man was being cleansed. Padding towards the shady spot, Chi placed the wolf on the cool grass at the edge of the water then stepped back to let Erys do his thing. The man then moved upstream a bit and washed his mouth out. Chimera was a stickler for oral hygiene and the stinking man was filthy.

"Chimera Klein"