Chimera Fields All the fear and the fire

Cole’s gaze narrowed slightly, a smirk tugging at his lips as he caught her little display—head held high, tail up, just begging for a reaction. The words she muttered, low and sly, went right over his head, but the tone? He knew that well enough.

What was that, sweet thing? he drawled, matching her haughtiness with a low chuckle.

With the weight of the carcass steady on his back, he kept an easy pace behind her, amused by the little dance she’d put on. Whatever she’d said was probably playful, just another jab to keep things interesting, and he couldn’t help but enjoy it.