Change The Inside Of Me

Following the woman gave him time to get yet another good look at her from a different perspective. She was long, lean and light. A figure that he quite appreciated. Yes, he had a delightful plethora of lovers at home, but there was no harm in looking. Chimera was a cad. He couldn't help himself. So, as they made their way to where the gazelle grazed, he enjoyed his little eyeful.

Since he had been looking, he did indeed note the way that she favored her weak leg. The man's brow furrowed in concern and he almost said something about it, but Reila gave chase. The gazelle scattered, but that didn't matter. She had one in her sights and Chimera followed along, helping to herd it down the chute that she'd crafted. He pulled back a bit as she worked her magic with the lasso, watching with interest as the slipknot tightened around the neck of her prey. Reila struggled as the gazelle bucked and fought. Chimera thought that was enough.

With the gazelle caught, the giant man pushed by the smaller fae and pounced, mashing the ungulate into the ground. Its legs kicked, but feebly beneath the weight of the dire beast. He looked pointedly to Reila. This was her hunt, so this was her kill.

"Chimera Klein"