Agreement.

"Fine." Your voice was like that of chimes in the breeze and the chimera seemed mildly surprised by that. Clearly never heard a manticore talk before.

You nodded and shook your paws though you added in some pressure. The chimera's eyes narrowed but she didn't say anything and leaned to seal it the traditional kiss. You followed through with a low growl as your tongues locked and engaged in a brief tussle. You just wanted to make it clear you didn't trust her. You never know what a monster may intend to do, even the "honest" ones. But your **** for help as of now. The damn griffons had your daughter and you'd be raising some hell to get her back from those oversized vulture kittens.

Wordlessly, you started tracking her scent while the chimera watched you. Well, she watched your hips. As long as all she did was watch then it was fine. It only took a few seconds for her to lock on the scents of the griffons, not the ones you both fucked of course, and, most importantly, your daughter's. They couldn't have gone far as even fast fliers would be slowed down greatly by struggling monsters and your daughter knew better than to lie down and take it from a bunch of weaklings that had to gang up on her.

You immediately ascended into the air and flew towards the scent that no doubt led to the lair of those cub-nappers with the young chimera surprisingly able to keep up with you. A small part of you had to wonder why the griffons would even pull this shit. They usually didn't fuck with other big cat monsters and another small part of you was wondering about that chimera below you. This was an awful lot of work for just one fight with you. But for know you'd just chalk it up to usual chimera antics for now as the rest of you put that question aside as you focused on speeding to their lair.

Hold on baby, momma's comin' for ya!