Grow New Roots

The small man seemed to have a bit of experience with healing and Chimera nodded. "My queens are healers as well. Perhaps you will learn from them." He had no doubt that Siren and Aliana would share their knowledge with someone that was interested in bettering himself. Especially if he asked them to.

Outside the rain continued to come down in sheets and the behemoth watched it with a pale pink eye. Valens continued to speak of his prior duties and the brute's head turned to look at the smaller man. Used to relieve the stress of the fighters, eh? Though he didn't say it outright, it left little sway in the imagination as to what he meant. Valens had been used by the fighters to slake their lust. A soft huff ghosted through Chimera's speckled nose and, for a moment, he was tempted. "That won't be expected of you in Ashen," he assured him. "You are a free wolf. If you give your body to someone, it will be by your own choice."

Chimera's head went back down to lay upon his paws. "Get some rest, Valens. We'll head back to Ashen when the storm abates." The cave was chilly and damp and, being the thoughtful giant that he was, Chimera spoke again. "If you are too cold, you may lay beside me." He was no prude and his pride had shifted into something else these days. If Valens needed warmth, he would provide it.

"Chimera"