Snowy Winter (2)
Werewolves are their own social pack group.
Although not a social group of the same gigantic standards as humans.
It can be said that it is a kind of small society in which each system is completed and returned within a group composed of its own norms and rules.
What Winter felt while reincarnating as a werewolf.
The point was that they had a fairly outstanding intellect, and at the same time, a language and sentences of their own that were proportional to it.
Of course, it was also natural that not all words could exist.
‘Because we are werewolves, not humans. Isn’t it impossible that words that only exist for humans exist?’
Words such as house, game, forest and trees that naturally exist, whether human or werewolf.
Those things existed in common with humans.
Of course, there will be differences in pronunciation and display.
However, there were also words that could not possibly exist in a werewolf’s basic environment.
‘Asphalt, for example. Things like games and other specific words.’
But things like these words or sentences.
And things like social group norms, were not words inherent in their instincts.
As they grow.
And getting older, growing up with the group.
It was something I naturally learned from within the group.
So-called. It is the meaning in the standard included in the meaning of ‘learning’.
‘But not everyone is like that.’
This is the situation winter is facing right now.
“Ha-uh-.”
Sug-. Shuk-.
With a low, soft noise.
Inari’s act of rubbing her body against Winter’s body clearly contained a strange intimacy.
This act of rubbing one’s body like a cat, for example, had a meaning that those who had grown up together in a group for a long time, such as in winter, could not be aware of it.
For individuals who were still young like Inari, it was just a simple act to show their intimacy as much as possible.
Unless they are family or very close siblings.
A group of werewolves who do not allow a sense of distance so close that their flesh touches.
But rubbing your body against the body of Winter, a werewolf that has reached a grown adult like this.
To make a metaphor, it was no different than a child approaching and holding it without knowing its meaning or meaning.
[…]
This is a bit of a difficult situation.
Because it’s winter.
I tried my best to keep quiet.
I tried to ignore even this thrilling gaze felt from behind.
‘Lord, he’s staring at me like he’s going to kill me.’
If it was someone other than winter, it was such an intense gaze that I wondered if he would have killed it long ago.
Of course, Eve, Inari’s mother, is also glaring at him.
Winter was remembering him.
It was the kind of thing that no member of the pack could fail to remember that he single-handedly fended off that great calamity, Fenix, for the sake of the whole pack.
But apart from that.
It could be said that Inari’s unique interests and actions were a bit over the top.
‘Because… The act of rubbing your body like this is-.’
…For adults, it could be said to be a sign of somewhat excessive intimacy.
Sug,
Winter tried to turn his head away, but this time he looked at another young entity hiding in the warehouse and glancing at it.
A slightly darker skin tone.
Luna’s skin tone is as dark as that of her mother.
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“…”
Luna in the form of that little girl.
With only her head sticking out, she was watching the winter from a distance.
“Hey.”
When winter and snow meet, they are startled and hide in a hurry.
But it wasn’t long before.
Once again, she sneaked her head out and carefully watched the winter.
But rather, that reaction came more naturally to Winter.
‘If that’s the case, maybe that kind of reaction is normal.’
No matter what you do.
Since she was just born, she was Inari or Luna, who was no different from a newborn baby.
Because it seemed that the two of them would have little memory of the winter before fending off Fenix at the time.
‘Hmm?’
Then suddenly.
Winter averted his gaze and looked towards the ruins across the pier in the back.
‘A familiar smell.’
By riding the wind of this chilly seashore.
A large number of body odors approaching at high speed were sensed through the sense of smell.
‘Her mother is coming back.’
Mother Yuhwarin, who had gone hunting, and her group were returning.
* * * *
Kwaang-!
With a loud roar, as if an artillery shell had fallen.
A naked woman with no thread on appeared splitting the wind from the rising dust.
The leader of the pack.
Her mother Yuhua Lin, was her.
“…Hmm.”
Quang!
Following Yuhwarin.
A number of werewolves appeared carrying the objects they had hunted on their backs.
Among those porters,
“How-.”
“Aww…”
Winter’s two sisters, Yui and Yumi, appeared together carrying prey on their backs, letting out a mixed voice.
It was also a natural reaction.
Because today their prey was a very large and excellent game comparable to the Tyrannosaurus they caught earlier.
[Spinosaurus.]
Returning while carrying this gigantic carnivorous creature that is as tall as 14 meters and weighs nearly 7 tons on its back.
No matter how great the werewolves’ bodies and elasticity were, it was a difficult task even if a few stuck.
But mainly as such a porter.
It was the share of the low-ranking individuals who remained relatively behind in the hunt in pack units and kept their strength intact.
To compare it to the current situation.
It could be said that Yui and Yui’s cases corresponded to such porters.
But, of course, it was something that had to be done.
Because the higher-ranking objects had no choice but to consume their stamina by more aggressively attacking and fighting the objects that were designated as prey.
In a way, it is only natural that lower entities that inevitably use less physical strength than that would use their strength when returning.
Anyway.
“…”
Yuhwa-rin, who successfully completed her first hunt again in as little as two months.
She finished her perfect hunt, as if she had been in denial of who she was before, when she had never been responsible.
She returned safely after hunting a bigger and more dangerous game than Misoah, the second-ranked person who had been hunting her for the previous two months.
As if today were the day of her splendid comeback.
But with such a dignified expression on her face, the leader, Yuhua Lin, successfully returned to her group safely.
Faced with the winter, her child who had already grown taller than herself, that expression disappeared like her snow melted.
Instead of that.
I even remembered a smile on my lips,
“How woong.”
It was approaching winter with a soft voice.
‘Mother.’
The appearance of such a mother Yuhwarin.
Winter He also congratulated her on her return with a short greeting, then licked her skin with his big tongue.
‘You worked hard today.’
Evil. Wickedness.
Like that, the big, prickly tongue of winter licked Yuhwarin’s skin.
The blood of the prey left on her body was wiped clean in no time.
“How.”
My mother, Yoo Hwa-rin, laughed heartily as if she felt good about such a friendly act in winter.
She then buried her head in his arms.
Sure. Swoop.
But it wasn’t long before.
With her head buried under her head, her mother Yuhua Lin, who had been rubbing frantically, sniffed her as if she had secretly smelled something.
I soon hardened my eyebrows a little.
“…Hmm.”
Yuhua Lin, her eyes narrowed, glared at one side of her.
There was Inari, a young child who had already hidden behind her mother Eve’s back.
‘Ah.’
Georeum looked at the two of them and suddenly came up with an idea.
‘Come to think of it, even my hair must have smelled like Inari. I didn’t think of that.’
It’s been a long time since I’ve come back, so I didn’t think of this obvious menstruation.
But apart from that.
As if Yuhwa-rin, no matter how hard she was, couldn’t be more cruel to her young cub, she gave her a short, intense look, and then she just turned her head back to winter.
It was then.
‘Hmm?’
Suddenly, reflexively, Winter looked up at the sky.
Sarak-.
A white snow was falling from the sky.
It’s fine snow.
Even in front of Winter’s nose as he looked up at it, the thick snowflakes began to fall like clusters.
‘…It’s winter.’
To a new home on this unfamiliar beach.
Full-scale winter has begun to approach.
Shoot ah-!
I thought of winter as I looked towards the seaside filled with pure white snow.
‘I don’t have much left now.’
Since he too had heard the inner notifications of his own instincts, he had already noticed them implicitly.
It doesn’t take long to remain in this group.
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