Viper was letting her new, strange feelings fester inside her as days went on from her discovery. What had really bothered her about finding Chimera with the not-so-familiar woman was that she shared his den with him. Out of all the feelings that Viper experienced, it seemed to be the most prominent to her. She knew that's what she wanted the most, but she didn't know how to ask. She didn't like to use her voice anyway. But for whatever reason, she felt uncomfortable asking Chimera. He had made her own den off the island, like maybe he wanted that space. But she didn't understand any of it. She couldn't hold a normal relationship with her mother, how could she with Chimera even when he claimed her as his own? She finally decided what she wanted to do, she wanted to let her frustrations out. And when she finally figured out the idea of what she needed to do, she found her way across the built bridge to Chimera's island. Her steps were heavy as they hit the sands and she moved forward into the forests of the island. Her eyes scanned carefully for the woman she found with Chimera, and that would be her target. Walk "Talk" Think

She had kept her head down and quietly gone though her usual work throughout the day following Chimera forcing himself on her. She had barely spoken a word to Siren that morning as she brushed out her fur and reworked her braids, bringing her breakfast, cleaning up around the den. It was easier to focus on her work as she reverted to what her mother had originally taught her. Keep your head down. Stay quiet. Work hard and make yourself useful so that they won't want to kill you. She had taken some herbs to help with the pain and had scrubbed herself clean until no hint of Chimera's scent was left on her before she even returned to the den that night. She didn't want Siren to ask what was wrong, she didn't want to talk about it at all. She wanted to pretend that it never happened and hope that if she made herself small enough and insignificant enough that he'd not want to do it again. She left the den for the first time that day, moving out into the forests to go gather some fire wood and fresh bedding for the den. She felt like she was on high alert, every shift or sound around her making her tense. She kept expecting Chimera to be around every turn and she loathed that she was so on edge. Less than a day ago she had felt so carefree, just washing herself off in the ocean after another hard day of work, feeling content with her life. Now that had been altered and she hadn't figured out where to land. As she was picking up another branch to add to her pile, she heard the sound of paw steps in the distance and her hackles bristled on instinct as she turned to face the noise, though she did relax a tiny bit when she saw that it was the woman that she remembered fighting what felt like ages ago - though the last time they spoke Viper hadn't seemed to remember that incident so Dalila had let it go. She placed the stick she had been holding down on the pile of firewood as Viper approached her, giving the monochrome and red woman a curious and uncertain glance. "Speech"

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper scanned the forests quickly before moving forward to track the woman. She had known the scents of the island, Dalila's scent in particular was familiar from a short encounter at the shrine but otherwise she didn't remember her from their quick fight in the swamp at night. She followed the scent into the forests, and when she laid eyes on Dalila she didn't stop her pounding steps under her. When she came about eight feet or so of her, she went from her stomping walk into a sprint and didn't waste any time to go for her throat with her teeth. She wasn't intending death for the woman, but the way she was throwing herself at her may have suggested otherwise. She mostly just wanted to take her by the throat and make her struggle for breath so she saw how superior she was over her, or maybe batter. Better for Chimera. Walk "Talk" Viper vs Dalila for Dominance Round 1/x Age: Over 1 Year Size: Small Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Tusk armor Defensive Battle Accessory: Chain mail Companion 1: Crested Caracara, Male - Battle Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Marauder (N/A) OOC:

A shock of fear went through her when Viper suddenly sprinted at her making her skitter backwards to try and get out of the way. "V-Viper?!" she squeaked as she ducked to the side, narrowly avoiding the teeth that were going for her throat. Dalila hadn't fought in ages, probably not since when she accidentally attacked Viper in the swamp, and she certainly wasn't prepared for it now. The herbs for the pain only did so much to take away the pain and soreness from the night before and she still felt stiff as she ducked and darted out of Viper's reach. She didn't have much choice in the matter it seemed and Dalila went to shove her shoulder into Viper's, wanting to push her away so she might have a chance at getting away or at least getting back to the den to get away from her. She thought about calling for Siren, but the panic in her chest made it impossible for her to speak. She couldn't even remember if her lady was at the den right now or not, her mind was too fuzzy and distracted and now had a new fear layered on top of it. Dalila Vista Rocha vs Viper for Dominance Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Healer Specialty: N/A "Speech"

You can take my heart, you can take my breath When you pry it from my cold, dead chest ________________________________________ Viper's jaws clapped as Dalila moved out of the way, but she quickly regained her alignment with the woman, only to be pushed in response. And it didn't make her wonder, but she almost expected Dalila to fight back with the same kind of aggression that she had, as if they had to fight over Chimera. That wasn't the case on Dalila's end of course, but Viper was probably too naive to see it even if it had been explained to her. As Dalila pushed into her shoulder, Viper pushed her own shoulder into the one offered to her, attempting to slide her spiked armor into a downward curved motion in the center of Dalila's shoulder, while moving her jaws forward to bite down toward her back left hock and hoping she could get a good enough grip to pull and push the larger woman's weight off balance and topple her. Walk "Talk" Viper vs Dalila for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Year Size: Small Build: Medium Offensive Battle Accessory: Tusk armor Defensive Battle Accessory: Chain mail Companion 1: Crested Caracara, Male - Battle Companion 2: Tibetan Mastiff, Male - Battle Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter Specialty: Marauder (N/A) OOC:

Dalila felt the sharp cut of the tusks that dotted Viper's armor slicing through the skin on her shoulder, sending a stream of blood down her foreleg and causing her to stagger and nearly buckle to the ground as her shoulder began to refuse her weight. Viper's teeth found her back leg and pulled it out from under her, sending her crashing to the ground with a heavy thud, knocking the air out of her lungs. Tears welled up in her eyes from pain and frustration and fear. She didn't know why Chimera had decided to rape her, but she could at least understand that more than she could understand Viper suddenly attacking her like this. She hadn't asked for any of this. She had quietly done her job, happy to serve Siren and do anything she wanted from her, but that apparently hadn't been enough to keep the peaceful existence she had grown used to. She grit her teeth and tried to kick at Viper with her hind legs from where she was laying on the ground before trying to get up to start limping away from her attacker. Dalila Vista Rocha vs Viper for Dominance Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 year Size: Medium Build: Medium Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Novice Healer Specialty: N/A "Speech"

It was the snarling that drew his attention. The crashing of bodies hurried the striped brutes pace and he arrived on the scene just in time to see Viper sinking her teeth into Dalila's leg. The patchwork woman began to crawl away, clearly injured on her bitten leg. Mixed emotions flared through the giant man. Part of him liked seeing Viper fighting another woman, but the other part of him was more practical. Dalila had been purchased. Viper was damaging his property. Chimera stalked forward, a snarl in his throat and his lips peeling back. He stared down at Viper, his working eye pinning hard upon the small woman. "If you break her, she can't take care of Siren." The small fae should know by now that Siren was the most important part of Chimera's life. "Never touch her again," His voice was a low growl full of warning. Turning away from the black and brown fae, Chi moved towards the limping woman. Though he'd been rough with her the previous night, it didn't mean that he held any ill will towards her. With one paw he pressed down upon Dalila, holding her still so he could inspect the wound. It didn't seem deep, but she would be sore for a while. If she was sore, she couldn't care well enough for Siren. He then helped her to her paws by scooping one of his muscular forelegs under her stomach. Once she was upright, he spoke in his typical low growl. "See to your wounds. You and Siren stick close to home tomorrow." His touches had been gentle, almost caring in a way. Entirely different from yesterday's behavior. Once Dalila moved away a bit, Chimera turned back to Viper. He stalked towards her, his gaze hard. "What's your problem?" It was obvious that something was bothering her. She might as well just get it out in the open. If she was going to keep being an idiot, he'd throw her back in her den himself. "Speech"

And the winner is...

Dalila

Viper must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Viper: Rolls: 32, 40, 55, 16 Adjusted rolls: 51.2, 44, 57.75, 16 Total: 211.19 Dalila Rolls: 5, 70, 45, 82 Adjusted rolls: 5.5, 73.5, 45, 82 Total: 226.60

Chimera’s presence was overlooked by Viper, until he was standing over her. But she wouldn’t look at him, keeping her eyes on the woman struggling to get away from her. Chimera was enough to separate them, her tight grasp on Dalila’s leg released and Dalila shuffled away from her. As Chimera helped her up, Viper growled and huffed while he touched her. It was a clear sign of the jealousy she was feeling, though she wasn’t aware of the emotions inside her or what to call them. Chimera sent the woman off, and then turned to address Viper. Her eyes were drilling into him, a strong glare with a furrowed brow. When he asked her what her problem was, she remained silent, which was typical of her. Instead she took a step back and spun around, ready to stomp back off the island and away from him. Though she didn’t understand her feelings, maybe she felt that he should know what made her so upset or angry. Like he could read her mind or just know what he did wrong. Moccasin was standing on the shores of the beach behind her, probably knowing Chimera’s expectations better than herself. She wouldn’t realize that turning her back on Chimera was most likely on his lists of no-nos, but honestly she didn’t care. She didn’t get enough of her frustrations out on Dalila. Walk "Talk" Think

Did she just fucking…? Viper turned her back on him and began stiffly walking away from him, back towards her den off of the island. Chimera’s eyes filled with flames and he stalked after her. “You fucking wait,” he snarled as he came up behind her. What in the fuck was her problem? As he neared her, the giant man reached out with one paw, trying to trip her up and hopefully make her fall to the ground. The silent bitch was going to use her words today. She was going to tell him why the fuck she was acting like a typical woman. Being atypical was why he enjoyed her in the first place, so what was this shit?

The brutes swipe landed and Viper fell into the sand just enough for him to take advantage. He flipped her onto her back and stood over the tiny fae. He could see the burning fury in her face but it still didn't make any sense to him. She had no right or reason to be acting like such a bitch to him and even less of a right to act like a bitch to Dalila. The slave knew her place. She never acted out of turn or stepped out of the bounds of her role. She was a very good slave. Because of this, Chimera knew that she hadn’t done anything to the woman beneath him.

A low growl tinged his words as he stared down into Viper’s face. “You’re going to talk. What the fuck is your problem?” It never dawned on him that something he’d done had been the issue. He was the man and was well within his rights to do whatever he wished. Viper was just a woman. She had no right to dictate to him, to dislike anything that he chose to do. “Use your words,” he growled again, his teeth mere inches from the tip of her muzzle.

She had no fear when Chimera caught up to her, putting her onto the ground and pinning her so she couldn’t move. Instead she still had that pure look of anger on her face. She directed all of it towards Dalila, maybe not accepting that Chimera was to blame. Just as she had seen Jupiter as a near God, she saw Chimera the same. He could do no wrong. Of course that didn’t make sense in her own mind why she was feeling the way she was. Chimera could do no wrong, but what he had done had hurt her emotionally. Something she rarely ever felt. Through the almost six years of her life she had only been mentally traumatized by things that had happened to her a couple times. Tyranis and Aranea abandoning her, Jupiter treating her like trash. Now she had to think about how… “I’m never good enough.” She nearly whined but not out of her hurt feelings, out of her angry ones. Her paws tried to push against Chimera’s leg as he held her, but clearly she was no match for him especially while he had the upper hand in this moment. “I don’ need no one!” She shouted, it seemed to be a recurring statement from her. Not that Chimera would know, she had only spoken a handful of words to him. She probably left Chimera without a real answer to his question, but it was how she was feeling at least. Viper had always cared for herself, and maybe she felt threatened by finding a dependency for the strange affection that Chimera offered her. But then, wouldn’t that be her own fault? Walk "Talk" Think

Viper struggled a bit in his grasp and he could still see the raw fury surging within her. She pushed against his leg, trying to free herself but it was no use. He had a firm grip on the small fae. Chi applied a bit more pressure, pushing her down into the sand as he waited for her to explain what in the hell was wrong with her. The words that she eventually spoke weren’t the words that he expected to hear.

‘I’m never good enough,,’ were the words that she finally spoke. Chimera wrinkled his nose and stared down at her. What was she talking about? Not good enough for what? Didn’t he choose her? Wasn’t she his woman? Females were so fucking confusing. He made her a den. He bought her a fucking dog. He didn’t let her die out in the cold when he very well could have. Chimera had no idea where in the hell her mind was.

Viper yelled, telling him that she didn’t need anyone. Chi furrowed his brow, the corner of his nose rising. The big man stepped back, allowing her to rise if she wished. His gaze hardened somewhat and he huffed. “Fine.” If she didn’t need him, then she didn’t need him. If she was this fucking crazy, then maybe he was better off without her. She still didn’t tell him just what was bothering her, but it seemed that it was all in her head. Her own weaknesses rising to the surface. Whatever.

“If you don’t need me, then fine.” Chimera turned and began walking back towards the den that he shared with Siren. Dalila was already forgotten. He was still completely baffled by today’s events. Not able to put two and two together, Chi chalked it up to women being fucking crazy.

Chimera had released his hold on her, Viper lifted herself from the sand and shook out her pelt, watching as he turned away back to his den. Because of her own spitfire, she found his own words unimportant. She was already too fired up to see him leaving her as any more of a threat to her than what already was. She turned away, ready to go back to her den with her companions, maybe expect to see Chimera the next day. It didn’t seem practical for her to believe Chimera was finished with her, or at least the other way around. She was more upset over the fact that Chimera was mad at her for attacking Dalila than his claim to leave her alone. Before her feet found their stomping tracks back off the island, she found it in herself to turn around. Leaping forward towards the path Chimera took but wouldn’t move any farther than that. “I weened- I-” she let out a snort, she sincerely hated when she spoke, the words want and need mixed as she tried to speak her emotions. But everytime she opened her mouth she felt dumb. It was a big part of her low self esteem, something she couldn’t help feeling knowing she was an adult and was entirely illiterate. “I can’t talk Chimera!” She spit out, she expected him to know but he didn’t have much to go by considering most of their time together was in silence or through primal vocals. She took a breath, stepping forward again towards him, her expression still fumed but with some sort of hurt hint, like she was more angry with herself than him. “I wanted to live with you.” He still couldn’t understand the concept, he probably still had no knowledge that she had seen him with Dalila. But that was mostly the reason she felt the jealousy towards her, and why she had come to attack her. Walk "Talk" Think

At first he thought she had gone back to the other island, but he heard the crunch of sand as she moved towards him. Viper’s first words reached his ears and the giant stopped, looking at her over his shoulder. Weened? What in the hell was she talking about? Her frustration bubbled up and she yelled at him, telling him that she couldn’t talk. Well, she was talking. It was funny. He liked her because she didn’t talk, but he didn’t know that she couldn’t talk. He simply thought that she was a quiet woman.

Chi turned so that he was looking at her just in case she was going to say more. In time, she did, but it wasn’t what he expected to hear. She wanted to live with him? The black and white man tilted his head, the corner of his nose wrinkling again. Bloody hell, she was confusing. She knew that he and Siren shared a den. It wasn’t big enough for four of them. He could make it bigger, but they wouldn’t have any privacy. Chi wasn’t sure if he could sleep next to Viper and not want to fuck every now and again.

So Viper wanted to live with him, but she had attacked Dalila. “Why did you attack Dalila?” He asked outright. Was she trying to get the slave girl out of the den so that she could move in instead? None of it made sense to Chimera.

Since he was done leaving for now, Chi seated himself in the sand. If she was going to continue to try to work this out, then he would give her his time. “Isn’t living right across the bridge good enough? I don’t know that Siren would want another living with us.” At least he was being honest about it. In fact, he wasn’t even sure if Siren and Viper knew one another.

Viper's face turned into a frustrated frown when Chimera asked about Dalila, her gaze dropping from his. It was at least some clear sign that Dalila is who was bothering her, even if Chimera was still oblivious to the thought. She looked back at him when he spoke of Siren and that she should be happy living this close to him, or that’s how she perceived it at least. She almost rolled her eyes to the mention of Siren. She would never understand why Chimera had thought so highly of her. She didn’t care much for her way of life. Maybe she would have felt different if she had grown up with Rain the way Chimera had with Siren. But then maybe she wouldn’t be here with him. “I’ve lived by myself my whole life.” She confessed, which wasn’t exactly the truth. But as much as she refused the happy memories when she had a family, those days were only limited to the first season of her life. She really had learned to survive on her own after she left her mother. And it was only a miracle chance she had made it this far. “I want to live with you.” She stated to him again, as if he would understand the feelings she couldn’t speak. She paused, her gaze leaving him again in the same way they left him at the thought of Dalila, “You left me and you were with her.” It was at least enough juice to give him finally, but she wouldn’t recognize the importance of finally voicing what was wrong with her. “She is, your woman too.” It was the only way she knew how to express how she felt with words. Otherwise she would rip into Dalila again. She didn’t have much of a problem with him being with Dalila, but why could she live with him and Viper couldn’t? She did however feel the harm of him leaving her, and when she went to seek him out that night she came across them together. Walk "Talk" Think

Realization finally dawned on Chimera as Viper admitted that he'd left her to be with Dalila. She was jealous. Still, his nose wrinkled and he took a step towards the small woman. "I left you because I wanted to hurt something. I wanted to be rough." He had liked dominating Viper, but he had thoroughly enjoyed destroying Dalila. The slave had done exactly what he wanted. She'd given him the cruel release that he needed at the time. He hadn't damaged her irreparably, but he'd hurt her well enough. He hadn't wanted to damage Viper. That was what the slave girl was for. He was just utilizing her. Viper spoke again. It was more words that Chimera had ever heard come out of her. Dalila was his woman too. A huff left the man and he sneered. "Dalila is a slave. I purchased her just like I purchased that dog I bought you. She is a servant. She does what she's told and she takes what she's given." The brute growled low. "She belongs to me but she is not my woman. There's a difference." Could she even understand that in all of her anger? "Chimera Quill Klein"

Viper took a deep breath as Chimera explained, no, that's not what she wanted to hear. She was quite simple with what she wanted, even though her expression was hard to get out in the form of "Dalila lives with you, I want to live with you." When he said that he had wanted to hurt something, that he wanted to be rough, Viper couldn't truly comprehend what he meant. But still, in the way of her thoughts, a quiet growl rolled in the back of her throat, "I can take it." It wasn't a tone of submission, it was nearly a challenge. Viper did have a lot of self esteem issues, but she felt she was plenty capable on the outside than she was the inside. She didn't see her maims as ugly, she found strength in them. She didn't think there was anything that could destroy the way she felt physically about her body. She had been past that at least. But Chimera would continue with his explanation of what Dalila was. She took another deep breath, her head and neck shaking back and forth, trying to push the memories back that she didn't want to unfold. "I wasn' treated that way." Did Chimera understand her? Did he understand that she was referring to her life as a slave? "I didn't get a den with them." Her breathing nearly became labored through her nose, or more like she was taking many deep breaths through her sentences. She had never spoken about anything in her past to anyone. In fact, she was almost having anxiety thinking about Fireside. Tyrian had threatened her, maybe not brutally but the unknown is what hurt her. What would happen if she spoke about Fireside? What would Chimera think if she spoke about Ruina? About Dauntless? About Aranea? "I want to live with you." She stated again, her eyes opening still with the frustrated glaze and a shaky breath. Walk "Talk" Think

She was so fucking frustrating! Viper was adamant that she could take whatever roughness he could dish out and, while he knew she could, he didn't want her to. She growled at him and he snarled back, lips peeling away from rows of sharp teeth. "There's a difference. You want it. She didn't." Could the idiot even begin to understand? He had wanted to hurt Dalila. He had wanted to take her against her will to get the rage and need for violence out of his system. Viper's words about not being treated that way and not getting a den with them didn't make any sense to Chimera. Though he was teaching her how to speak, she still wasn't very good at it. He wrinkled his nose yet again, watching as she continued to get even more worked up. Just what in the hell was her problem? All of this because she was jealous and wanted to share a den with him? He was rarely even in the den. He slept there most of the time, but it was just that: a place for sleeping. Once more she stared hard at him and said that she wanted to live with him. He stared back just as hard. She was determined. Would he really mind if she stayed in the den with the three of them? Sort of, yeah. There would be no privacy for one. Too many bodies in one space. Why were women so fucking difficult? Hadn't he just dug her an entire fucking den? "Dalila sleeps in there. You can't be around her because you can't control yourself." He finally said. Chi took a stiff step towards the small woman. I might fuck her again. Who knows? I can't have you attacking everyone that I happen to use."" Who knew? It might not just be Dalila that he stuck his dick in. Only the future would tell. If Viper couldn't handle that, then she could just go right back to the den that he dug for her. "Chimera Quill Klein"

Of course all the things Chimera said to her were only stoking the fire. She may have been more like him than he thought. In fact, there was probably very little that they knew about each other. Viper didn't really care about that though. All she knew was that she enjoyed her time with Chimera, whether they were hunting or other things. She didn't know what the term fuck meant, but she was quick to understand. She snorted before her response, "I don't care about that!" Her voice was barely a shout, more like a snarl. She quickly turned around and started storming off towards Moccasin, who then followed her off towards her den off the island. Chimera couldn't really understand her. But now she needed to get away from him, as much as she wanted to stay close to him. Walk "Talk" Think