in theory

The behemoth's pink eye watches as his daughter rushes him, choosing to give him a hug first instead of instantly attacking her prey. Chimera licked the top of his daughters head, giving a rumbling chuckle. Oh, how he adored his children. He was glad that most of the brood seemed to love him too. Some were a little more standoffish, which he could understand. He'd been that way as a child. Elara though, she wasn't like that in the slightest and gave her affections freely.

After hugging her father, the girl went back to the rabbit. Chi watched as she pretended to stalk, then pounced and ripped the rabbit to shreds. There was zero finesse and she'd made much more of a mess than necessary, but she was proud, so he was proud.

Flopping down onto his stomach, Chimera used his big paws to pull Elara in close. He proceeded to clean the girl, licking the blood and gore from her pale coat. "Not bad for a first kill, but we'll have to practice more," he told her in between licks. "What if you wanted to keep that rabbit fur to make something out of? It would have holes in it, wouldn't it?" he engaged the girl in conversation. "What do you think that you could do next time to be an even better huntress?" Chimera wanted to see the gears rumble in her mind.

"Speech"