Chimera Fields drink a cup of cyanide for sweet dreams

she'd made up her mind and he couldn't be happier about it. "good, maybe i can convince you the coast isn't all that bad here." he knew her time near the sea had not been the best, but perhaps with him and a neighborhood of friendly faces, she'd come to see it wasn't all that bad. "we can head there now", he suggested with a tilt of his head, curious if she was ready to head to the coast so soon. he wouldn't mind taking the longer route if she need more time to mentally prepare, but if she was ready to go now, then they could be off and on their way.

ah, he'd never introduced himself! "astaroth", he revealed with a toothy smile, silently wondering if she'd return the favor and introduce herself as well. "i guess so, huh?" he'd never thought about starting a pack himself, and so knew next to nothing about what it took to get one up and running. he imagined it took time and dedication, and so found himself easily admiring those who could pull off such a difficult task.