Chapter Seven Hundred And Eighty Nine – 789
Pit was among the first to greet the Chimera. As his friends disembarked from the ships, Pit and A’zek approached the line they made around the star-shaped platform. Lots of sniffing and excited jostling marked the line of Chimeras as they came close, but not too close, to the Manaships, as if there were a line in the sand they were unwilling to cross.
“Welcome brethren!”
“A tenku and a harnoq from away. That is amazing!”
“Hello there!” Pit shouted, tromping up to their line.
The tenku ranged in sizes, though few were smaller than Scylla. Most were larger, though none approached Pit’s massive dimensions. Their furs ranged in colors from creams and whites to darker purple-blacks to even subdued browns and greens. Their beaks were every shape imaginable, from long and needled to stubbed, and their limbs varied in the details. Some had paws, others had bird-like claws, and some even had hooves like a Minotaur. Their wings were mostly feathered, though a few were more bat-like, but all of them had tails that shook vigorously as Pit greeted them all.
The wyverns were different. More uniform, though they still seemed a hodgepodge of Dragon and some sort of bird. They were very long, their feathered tails twice the length of their bodies, and from what Pit could tell, about equal to their wingspan. They, too, were excited to meet the both of them, moving forward with their forelimbs that were also the folded edges of their wings, like a bird taking to all fours. Their scales were iridescent green, black, white, even silver and red, while their feathers were more varied still. Crests like lion manes framed their Dragon-like faces and horns, while their wings were coated in similar striking plumage.
“Who is that?” A’zek asked the crowding Chimera, just moments before a shadow laid over them all.
The Chimera backed up at once, their excitement quieting as a large tenku landed among them, shaking the earth with his arrival. He was heavily muscled across the chest and shoulders, and his head was shaped like a blunt hook. His fur was green, chased by silver, and scars marked his face and throat with pale patches. He stared Pit down, despite being half his size.
Pit stared right back.