Don't Be Mad, But...

Between being a mother thrice over and being Ashen's lead healer, Aliana's paws were almost always full. If she wasn't tending to one of her many young, she was treating the ailments of her pack mates or mixing a new batch of tinctures and decoctions in her apothecary. Tending to the needs of so many wolves had become second nature to the ash and snow queen, and it had long since become her normal. What wasn't within the realm of normal was the call for her from her husband from outside the network of dens. Being nocturnal creatures as Kleins were, for Chimera to be up and about during the day already alerted her that something was out of the ordinary.

Not wanting to keep her king waiting long, Aliana set her chemistry set down carefully so the tinctures could brew and then made her way out into the bright autumn sunlight. Emerging from the den with graceful strides, Ali glanced over to Chimera with a sweet little smile, long legs carrying her small, svelte form towards her behemoth of a brute—and to the stranger he had scowling just behind him. "Chimera, love," she greeted her king with a mellifluous purr to her words, almost melodic in nature. Aquamarine eyes shifted over to the small petite girl he was escorting—or was he holding her prisoner? "Hello, dear. I'm Aliana. What's your name?" Ali spoke directly to the girl, wanting her to have the freedom to introduce herself. She knew Chimera could be an imposing presence, and the girl looked young and out of place, like she was uncomfortable just being here. Something was going on here.

"Chimera & Ali"