

3

Ashur
(ash-Er)

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Her fur was softer than anything he had ever felt. Granted, he had never been too far from her to feel much else, but he couldn't imagine something being more pleasant. The only downfall was having to share Her with five other pups all scrambling over each other. And him. A step on the tail, a foot in the eye, teeth at his scruff. When it all got to be too much, he would yelp and try to bury himself into her fur as far as he could. If that didn't help, a bite on the offender's nose usually did the trick.
Now and then she would lift him up, his tail and feet pulling themselves towards his belly. It happened without his intention, though he would probably hold them there anyway out of fear. She always took him so high up! But then he would be back at her side, or even better, between her paws. She would lick him, make weird noises at him, nuzzle him. These times were the best. Often, there was another large one in the den too. He could climb all over this one and never be scolded. He was not as close with this one, but he always felt safe when He was around. He chased away the other large creatures that stalked outside the world of the cave.
It was rare, but once in a while, he would crawl towards the opening of his world, and peek out into other one, but it was so bright, the light glinting off the large rocks would send him howling back to Her even before she could make that weird sound that always seemed to be directed at him. But he didn't mind. While he was curious, he liked it here, safe and warm, and, though he didn't know it, loved.
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Those memories were like a dream to him now, but he could still remember the feelings. Like they were yesterday. That was how childhood was supposed to be lived. Safe, secure, with your parents always a yip away. It had been his duty to assure this. And he had failed.
He should have known better. As a guard, he was supposed to always be one step ahead. Never caught off his game. Never taken by surprise. The hunting party would have done easily without him. If he had just stayed behind, the whole situation would have only resulted in one less pantherbus to worry about. Instead, it meant disaster.
The pups had been newly born, their mother exhausted. He didn't blame her.
Snap.
The guard whipped around, fangs bared. In the dark of the forest, all his senses were straining, and his nerves were frayed. Bits of leaf litter and fallen branches twitched around him as his mind went wild with fury.
"Ashur, hold."
The debris fell back to the forest floor as he calmed, but he didn't relax as the male approached him cautiously.
"Any luck?"
Ashur growled in response and the other sighed.
"Don't give up. We'll find them. Nanor went north, I'll keep southward." He paused. "The forest is still tonight..."
The sound of his paws hadn't yet disappeared between the trees before Ashur continued on his way, racing between dark shapes and foul smells. The forest was quiet. Perhaps it was because of the search parties. Or perhaps it was because something had come this way recently. But he was almost to the Claws, if he didn't find something soon...
Suddenly, his hackles were on end, and he froze in his tracks, heart racing. Ashur didn't move a muscle, and for several minutes he wondered if he was so on edge that even his senses, though they had been honed for years, were leading him astray. But then there was a squeak, and the creaking of branches as something moved through the trees overhead, and though he couldn't see it, he knew what it was. As quickly as he had frozen, he was in motion again, the forest coming alive around him as his mind lost all sense of control. Leaves shot up in the air and swirled about as if caught in a whirlwind. Branches snapped and flew, landing inches deep in the soil several feet from where they once rested. So great was his fury, that even a root or two heaved from the earth, and any creature that the criminal had not yet scared off went bolting in the opposite direction.
Finally, whether because it had misjudged the strength of it's next perch or because Ashur's rage had begun to reach into the treetops, pulling at branches and making them unsuitable landings, the pantherbus came crashing to the forest floor. It landed on all fours, it's eyes glowing a sickly green. It lunged away, attempting escape, but it's speed was no match for Ashur's adrenaline. The chimera sunk his teeth into the creature's tail and it yowled, a few dull thuds sounding quickly after.
The guard pulled, dragging the cat backwards and away from the sound. It's burden lost, the pantherbus turned, all three heads flashing their teeth and hissing. It was difficult to kill a pantherbus. With so many sets of teeth, a jugular was almost immpossible to reach, let alone cling to long enough to reach your goal. But Ashur didn't care if it had a hundred heads.
It would not get away with what it had done.
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The sun had sunk far below the horizon by the time the howl drifted above the forest. It was weak at first, but then it grew stronger, singing of victory, and love, and a happiness that could never have been explained in words.
He was bleeding badly, but Ashur was not worried. The wounds were not fatal. His only concern was the three bundles lying still on the forest floor. They were very much alive, but frightened, and instict told them to keep low and not attract attention. But as their father approached, collapsing before them, they inched forward, nestling between his paws and wimpering at his chest. He pulled them close, nuzzling and licking them feverishly. A few cuts and bruises, but they were largely unharmed, and most importantly, safe.
The others would be here soon to help him carry them home, but Ashur's mind was lost to the world at large. And for the first time, he wept. The tears stained his cheeks as the strong, proud guard was turned into a pile of mush. He dipped his head over the pups, shielding them from the world, and he knew, with a certainty he could not explain, that he would see the forest burn before any harm would come to his family. For the rest of their lives, he would be there to protect them.
And he would never, ever, fail them again.

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[How did the chimeras appear on the planet?]
In a sense, they were always there. They began as mere wolves, great wolves, but ordinary, completely natural. When "The Crash" occurred, they were endowed with spikes, horns, and unnatural powers, ultimately mutating into what we now know as Chimeras.
[Where do the Pantherberi live?]
The three-headed Pantherberi live in the dark forest called Nevermore, where the trees grow black and the sunlight seems but a myth.
[What are the Glass Mountains?]
When the meteorite of "The Crash" collided with the planet Edhanastia, the impact displaced enormous mounds of earth around the crater it caused. These mounds were large enough to be deemed mountains. They termed "glass mountains" because the wave of energy following "The Crash" turned them into crystal, giving them a glassy appearance.
|[ btw ]| Ooh! I'm new to the Chimera world, but these guys look amazing! I've grown attached to #3. I am so totally in love
with his back feet. For real. Good luck everyone! +1 new stalker.