Let Me Be Me

Since his conversation with Ali at the dam den, Chimera had been distant from everyone. He worked during the day, cleaning out various structures, looking for things that might be useful, and burning those things that were burnable. Today he'd come to the giant yacht moored up at the dock. The massive vessel was still afloat and didn't have holes in it like the other ships and boats littered around the island. Chimera had the idea to turn this place into a little personal paradise and so he'd decided to fix it up, give it a good scrubbing.

Erystotle had accompanied him today, the pale man working his paws just as hard as Chimera was. All day the two men worked side by side, clearing out the various rooms of the yacht. Surprisingly, the cushions and mattresses in the various chambers were still in good condition. He would just need to bring furs and other items to make the place more comfortable and his brute retreat would be complete.

The sun was sinking and the moon promised to be full. There was a massive bonfire on the beach that smoldered and crackled, throwing orange light on the entire area. Chimera sprawled out on a pile of stray cushions on the deck of the yacht, his body sore from the days work. The pair would stay here for the night and go back home in the morning.

"Chimera Klein"