ManePear always went solo.

That's just his style as a hunter. Allies to care for were deadweight.

It was a repeating cycle for the lion hybrid. Use, betray, kill, and loot.

So when he discovered a talented healer who was far too easy for him to steal? He knew he couldn't pass that up.

"No, you can't go out," ManePear replied to you with a pout, nuzzling into your neck roughly like a cat determined to stay with its toy.

"It's dangerous for you out there if I'm not with!"