Chimera Fields All the fear and the fire

Cole shot her a sidelong glance, a playful grin tugging at his lips. As they walked, he darted in, aiming to nip at her fur, his playful spirit shining through.

But then the scent hit him—earthy, familiar. He halted, instincts sharpening. His demeanor shifted, seriousness settling over him like a cloak. Slow it down, he murmured, gesturing subtly with his muzzle. There's a doe nearby.

He moved quietly, keeping close to her side, ensuring they remained ready as they crept forward together.