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“Haaang.”
“Ahh.”
The savagery until now has disappeared.
She even rubbed her body with her mother Yuhua Lin.
It was a sign of intimacy.
Looking at the children who quickly put aside their spirits.
Soon, she Yuhwarin.
She withdrew her looking down eyes and began to lightly gesture towards her sisters.
“How?”
What does that mean?
Unknowingly, the sisters hesitantly followed.
‘Why is that?’
It was the same in winter.
He took the lead first and followed his distant mother, Yuhwarin.
* * * *
Ecosystem.
It is a word that refers to the comprehensive sum of all kinds of different species and various organic environments.
From the bushes and piles of dirt that are trampled underfoot, to the trees and birds flying over them.
The sum of all things is called the environment.
And those werewolves.
It was a species that knew the rules in such an environment better than anyone else and had to follow them without anyone telling them.
In the natural world, it is not okay to blindly kill and get rid of an object just because it is annoying.
It was a kind of courtesy and discipline.
For the forest to create a seamless ecosystem environment.
And always to preserve adequate forest populations and their own well-being.
As long as the right environment and population are maintained, forests are always abundant.
There is nothing to worry about, and even if there are fewer individuals living in the forest due to sometimes unavoidable drastic changes in the environment, the forest often recovers quickly.
But what about this recovery ability?
It was possible only when it was a well-maintained forest.
After all, to those werewolves who are the top predators of this forest.
Keeping and caring for the safety of the forest was the role and responsibility of the upper layer of the pyramid that they took on themselves out of necessity, not because someone ordered them to.
But sometimes.
Out of unspoken necessity, things always happened that made it impossible to keep those rules.
For example, today’s example was one of them.
“Ha-ung.”
My mother Yuhwarin.
She was on her way leading her children deep into the forest.
“Haaa.”
“Oooh…”
Hwarin Yoo pretended not to hear the whining of her sisters, Yui and Yumi, and took a step without hesitation.
Of course, there was no way she didn’t know the meaning behind the whining.
The voices of the two sisters were clearly unsettling.
Or it can also be described as fear.
Yui and Yumi.
They were following her cautiously, hesitantly, but she could not bear to leave behind her mother, anxiously examining the surrounding woods.
They were immature as they hadn’t yet reached full adult werewolves.
In addition, the experience was also weak.
They were weak because they couldn’t handle magic as strongly as adults, so of course they couldn’t help but feel uneasy about entering this unfamiliar and deep forest area.
Of course, it was the same in winter.
As he also entered an unfamiliar forest, he was busy looking around with his round eyes.
From all around, I could hear strange birdsong and bugs chirping non-stop.
This wasn’t the street they knew and played with.
The path that led from the nest where they stayed to the lakeside was the exact opposite of this one.
I have no idea what’s going on here.
So it was natural to be anxious.
But winter. And to his two sisters.
More than that, he also had faith in his mother Yuhwarin.
Sabak. Sabak.
He thought as he stared at the back of her mother, Yuhua Lin, who was walking ahead through the woods without hesitation.
‘Her mother must have had something on her mind that brought us here.’
Another strange change for the first time since the beginning of this lifetime.
But her faith in her mother outweighed the fear and bewilderment.
Judging from my experience so far.
Hwarin Yu’s actions always had a clear purpose and reason.
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She has always been a great protector. She was also an educator who taught her children to be safe and correct.
Then, there must have been something to this.
Soon, Winter’s idea came true.
Stand tall.
Rin Yuhwa, the mother who went ahead, stopped in her place.
In the direction she pointed.
An unusually large wild boar was standing there.
[Quick. It’s good.]
A gigantic beast exhaling heavily and digging through the earth.
Aiming at that beast-type monster, tall enough to be a human.
Yuhua Lin, the mother, is pointing with her hand raised as if to stop.
‘No way.’
In that moment, what was Yoo Hwa-rin thinking when she pointed at him?
Only after realizing it, winter’s mouth slowly opened.
He had a hunch.
Perhaps, it was an instinctive intuition that had been passed down from time immemorial, based on instinct, not because Yuhua Lin had told her in her own words.
‘What mother wants is for us to go hunting by ourselves.’
Sniff! Sniff sniff!
That was the moment.
As if he smelled something, the monster Roadhog was digging the ground like crazy.
He sniffed and raised his broad pig nose high into the sky.
Then, the guy naturally turned his head in the direction where the smell flowed.
Soon, their eyes met exactly.
* * * *
“·······.”
Meanwhile.
Her Yuhwarin was watching from afar.
She is standing on top of the tallest tree in the area.
She was staring at her children, who seemed as small as a dot.
With the enemy she needs to focus on right now, the monster Roadhog, her children are seen looking around her.
Maybe the children will be anxious.
There won’t be even the reverberation of the fragmentary smell of Yuhwa Lin that she smells from afar.
Those who sense the presence and objects around them through their already sensitive senses of smell would be more emotionally driven.
I thought that Yuhwarin’s mother might have disappeared somewhere.
But she and her mother Yuhua Lin.
Before being a mother, she was the leader of the werewolves leading a pack.
In that case, no matter how much the target is one’s precious children, it was right to treat them coldly when the moment of education was approaching.
That was the way she learned from her own mother, the way she was taught, and that was the way those werewolves were educated.
“Hmm.”
Of course, what stood in Yoo Hwa-rin’s eyes as she let out a weak moan.
It was a clear sign of concern.
No matter how much she is, it is not that her children are not precious.
It was obviously a risky choice to have Roadhog in front of me.
Among the three children she gave birth to while hurting her stomach, where are the children who are not precious?
But even if it includes those points.
She is, as it should be.
Awakening the true nature of predators by pushing them to harsh conditions.
That’s it.
This is their life as werewolves.
* * * *
Bang-!
Collapsed downtown.
An old town, now in ruins where only rusted metal and death linger.
Kreurreuk! Aww!
A group of people are running on cracked and aged asphalt ground.
Heavy blue fur.
Foot teeth as thick as the length of a dagger, and sparkling pupils.
It was a group of monster werewolves.
[Kurrureu-!]
Misoah, who is ranked number two.
She was diligently scanning the area around her elongated body, with her pupils wide open.
They’re a little farther than usual
Hunters
It is not a matter of efficiency. It was a matter of inclination.
If Yuhwarin, the leader of the group, prefers a stable supply of prey while visiting familiar scenes and deep in the vast forest.
Misoa, she could be said to be on the opposite side of him.
Oh, she hasn’t finished her quest all of her own, yet there are a bunch of them around here.
I tend to do things like leaving a new area.
She was a werewolf with a strong sense of adventure and exploration rather than stability.
A new environment is always stimulating, and it gives a completely different experience.
Of course, it wasn’t just because of my personal adventurous spirit.
No matter how different each individual’s disposition and temperament were, their basic foundation was werewolves who lived in packs.
In the end, what is Misoah’s role?
It was mainly on the side of searching for threats that could pose a danger to the group in advance.
She is searching for prey, leading them from the front of the pack. She puckered her nose and took in the faint reverberation that lingered around her.
Sniff sniff.
Something detected. There was something around here.
[Kururu-.]
Misoah and the pack of werewolves.
They scrutinized the surroundings with sharp eyes, following the reverberation of the scent they smelled.
Then we arrived at a complex of half-collapsed, devastated buildings.
In the asphalt wall of the building that exposed the steel frame, ‘hair like a thick iron core’ was embedded nearby.
[Kurrureuk?]
Misoah’s eyes narrowed for an instant when she discovered it.
…Something is ominous.
From there, a purple mana like smoke was rising from there, as if it was an ominous expression.