The cubs looked at the chaos. Primrose was currently running between the grill (saving the meat), the table (cleaning the melon), and the cooler (hiding the liver).
"She is doing everything," Jasper noted. "This is inefficient."
"She needs backup!" Arjun declared.
Suddenly, the ground trembled.
It wasn't Rajah. It wasn't Rurik.
The birds in the forest went silent. The wind stopped.
A low, guttural roar echoed from the deep woods. It didn't sound like a regular beast. It sounded like... hunger.
Vali's ears flattened. "That's not a wolf."
Arjun stood up, hair bristling. "That's not a tiger."
Jasper hissed. "That... is a Chimera."
A massive shape crashed through the trees at the edge of the clearing. It was a nightmare—part lion, part goat, part snake, and entirely enraged. It was drooling, its eyes glowing with a magical madness.
And it was looking right at the Little Whiskers Daycare picnic.
"DANGER!" Rurik roared, drawing his sword.
