ALIEN BLUES

Redrum's chest swelled with a mixture of pride and warmth as Chimera's smile greeted his words. The Ashen King's approval meant more to him than he dared to admit. He returned Chimera's nod with a respectful inclination of his head, feeling a sense of importance in the simple exchange – though he was too inept in these sorts of situations to understand why.

"An– honor- to be– here, Chimera S-sir." Redrum replied, his voice tinged with genuine gratitude. The informal address of 'boy' from the Ashen King didn't bother him; if anything, it only reinforced the delight the boy felt in standing in the massive brute’s presence.

“Ah, Elara– is... off- hunting.” He explained, amusement lacing his words as he fought to suppress a spasm that rippled down his back, beneath his crimson fur. It seemed the more he resisted, the more intense the sensation became. “Elara wanted– to bring- Redrum something– pretty?” He mused at the words, wondering if it would be pretty like a flower or pretty like a well dispatched kill with minimal damage to the coat? The young hunter could only wonder.

A wistful smile played at the corners of Redrum's lips as he considered Chimera's next question. “Not home- yet. Resting while– visiting, because– Redrum will –go on a raid- with Insomnia –soon.” He said, shaking his head lightly as his golden eyes gleamed in determination and something a touch more feral. “Redrum must– do well. Like in- Redrum’s other– fights.” The vermillion boy stated with a firm nod, his skull lifting to peer up at the Ashen King.