Bid My Blood

Chimera was, surprisingly, feeling better. He'd stopped hacking up sludge, which was the biggest part of the battle. Though not young, the black and white giant was looking rather dashing these days. Still slender from being sick, but there was a luster to his coat that he'd been missing for some time. Pair that with his new, seeing blue eye, and Chimera was back to being a very fine looking Klein.

Aliana had gone off to tend to herself for a while, leaving Chimera in the den on his own. They both needed a little breather. She'd been tending to him nonstop for ages now. He really did owe the little woman his life several times over.

From the doorway came a familiar voice and Chimera got to his paws, moving towards his son. "Cerberus," he greeted the boy, pulling him into an embrace and giving him a hearty pat on the back. "How are you, my boy?"

"Chimera Klein"