Vindictive and spiteful

Such an odd encounter... Chimera watched as Modesty lodged an antler in the earth and was forced to roll onto her side. The man's head tilted and his brow scrunched up in confusion for a moment. A huff of amusement ghosted through speckled nares as he realized she'd asked why he was in the sky. Haunches folded and the man sat, waiting for his niece to get herself situated enough to figure out what in the hell was going on.

The woman questioned him, then answered her own question without taking a breath in between. Chimera's brows lifted and he couldn't help but chuckle. Oh boy... She was plastered.

"Yes, I'm the King of Ashen now," he confirmed her suspicions. "What are you doing here, Modesty?" Not that she wasn't welcome, but she seemed as though she was on the edge of a manic episode or something. Though she seemed happy and drunk now, at any second it might all crumble.

"Chimera"