Into the wind stream

The stutter didn't bother Chimera. Very little did. The speckled man seemed rather timid, possibly unsure of himself. He did his best to make some small talk though, commenting on the change of seasons. The black and white giant nodded in agreement. The change in seasons was always rather nice. His children enjoyed seeing the world around them warp from one phase to the next.

"I've been trying to make the rounds; talk to each member of the pack individually," he informed the man as they walked beside one another. "The change in leadership was sudden and I'm not nearly as social as my sister." A fault that he was attempting to rectify. He'd learned a lot with Fenmyre. Aging, growing, it changed him as it changed everyone.

"Do you have any concerns, Spirit? I won't force you to stay in Ashen if you have somewhere else that you'd rather be." He would feel the man out first and then they could talk about Chimera's idea.

"Speech"