Motherhood (2)
Kwaduk! Quadduk!
With his snout embedded in the body of a dead drake.
The werewolves, who had been frantically eating flesh, suddenly stopped their predation.
It was a response as if they had made a promise.
They swallowed even the flesh they were eating with a big bite down their throats.
With handfuls of blood and pieces of flesh smeared around their mouths, everyone looked in one direction as if they sensed something.
Turb. Turbuck.
In that place, there was a sharp killing spree.
[Kururu-!!]
Leader Yuhwarin.
She was walking out of her crypt with a low growl.
The two bright red pupils seemed to glow from the darkness.
She was angry all the way to the top of her head.
She seemed to have no intention of hiding her rising ferocity.
Expressing his energy, he went out of the nest.
The situation was not good.
The air seemed to boil.
All members of the group, sensing the sharp death, cautiously backed away from Drake’s corpse.
Then he bowed his head as it were, and bowed his head in quiet obedience.
Of course he didn’t want to make eye contact.
What stimulates her in this situation is that she recognizes that she is suicidal.
Turb. Turbuck.
With those loud footsteps.
Everyone in the group couldn’t hide their nervousness at Yuhwarin’s sharply expressed momentum.
Gulp.
Some even swallowed dry saliva on the spot.
The monster’s hunger to eat Drake’s flesh is already strong.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been submerged by the threat of killing that soared from the leader Yuhwarin.
In the face of the immediate threat, mere hunger was only a trivial matter.
[…]
[…Kreuk.]
Some of the group were even able to calm themselves down to the point where they stomped their tails on the spot.
Her large ears, which had been erected stiffly, hung down as if revealing her own weakness, and only timidity lingered in her eyes.
Even if they were the same werewolves in the first place, their birth status was different.
Even though each member of the group is said to be a very special monster from birth.
She was the leader with overwhelming strength even within this group.
In a society of wolves, only strength guarantees the viability of the leader.
In this small but special society from birth, where strength is everything.
In order for an absolute group unifier to exist in name and reality, it was necessary to be strong enough to subdue them all.
And her, Yuhwarin-.
Among the members of this special group.
It was the most special boss.
And the direction Yuhwarin, the leader, is headed.
Today, the one who guarded the empty nest of the group in place of Yuhwarin, the leader.
Misoah, the second-in-command.
And, it was in front of Soyul, who was the third person.
[Kurrureu-!]
Leader Yuhwarin.
Her eyes flared up with a burning look.
Sharp canine-like fangs stretched down to the bottom of her chin, revealing a bright glow.
The furrowed nose seemed to tell Yuhwarin how she was feeling right now.
Of course, there was no way that any one of them would not notice that sign.
It was obvious displeasure and hostility.
‘You can’t make noise.’
Misoah, the second-in-command of the group.
She knew instinctively that she shouldn’t make any noise at this moment.
Even in front of her terrifyingly crushing death.
As if to just adapt, he lowered his head and didn’t make eye contact.
At this moment, provoking Yuhwarin, who was very angry, would inevitably lead to violence.
But Soyul, the third person next to her, didn’t seem to be like that.
She’s rather stupid.
It seemed that she was trying to express her weak intentions by revealing her own weakness.
She is the third-in-command, So-yul, who has not yet grown up.
[Kisi, kkiying-.]
‘I have no intention of doing any harm.’
Carefully opening her mouth, she spat out at the same time as the expression of a very weak doctor.
Soyul’s body was terribly thrown to the other side and landed on a tree.
She was so powerful that her body was completely impaled on a tree ten meters thick.
[…]
It really was an instant.
In a fleeting moment, she is a giant that can easily exceed hundreds of kilograms.
She flew off the other side and landed on the ground.
Seeing her in front of her nose, the tail of the second-in-command ‘Misoah’ trembled.
Misoah just kept her eyes closed and trembled.
Looking at it again, it was unbelievable.
This exceptional strength was possessed only by Yuhwarin, the leader among the werewolves.
It is a sight to witness every moment of every hunt.
I couldn’t help but feel goosebumps when it happened to my own people.
Even the shock was so strong that Soyul didn’t even move.
There was no doubt that she lost her mind as it was from her intense shock.
Apparently, very properly, she and her Yuhua Lin were upset.
It seemed wrong to get out of this situation.
Usually, Yuhwarin was the benevolent leader who tolerated the group’s autonomy whenever possible.
This time, she really seemed to be mad at her head.
She did the damn thing.
A momentary impulse caused this situation.
Originally, touching the offspring of a pack of werewolves was no different from an act close to strict prohibition.
Even if it is just a simple touch of the same kind, it acts as a severe level of displeasure from the mother’s point of view.
From the beginning, werewolves were mammals that cherished their children.
Simply put, it means that maternal love is great.
This was especially true for newborn children.
The problem is that this instinct of maternal love is not only expressed in mothers.
It was an instinct that was taken for granted that all werewolves who were members of the same pack lived with them all the time.
The same was true for the offspring of other members of the same tribe.
Intense instinct soars as if facing one’s own child, one’s own child.
In most cases, I try to suppress that maternal love instinct even if it soars.
Nevertheless, it sometimes tries to touch the offspring of other kin because of its strong, irrepressible soaring power.
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That’s why even the boss had no restraint in this case.
It happens that a single member of a group turns his eyes even to the leader and attacks them.
Only for the reason that he laid his hand on his child.
And at this moment, not one, but two people touched the child.
She Her Yuhwa It wasn’t unusual for Lin to be mad at her head.
Wouldn’t the child she gave birth to be the ‘male’ that would never appear in the world under normal circumstances?
Ever since then, everyone in the group has been unaware that Yu Yu-rin is extremely fond of winter.
Gulp.
Misoa swallowed her dry saliva.
Just once, in the past, Yuhua Lin had a memory of her being this angry.
Even now, Misoah remembers the past.
The time before Yuhwarin, the boss, was the boss.
She was a wandering werewolf who only acted alone.
What she did on the day she joined her pack was to smash a pack of nearly a dozen werewolves, and bite her previous leader to death.
The act of that day when he single-handedly slaughtered almost ten werewolves.
She knows a smile that wasn’t that strong even then.
She was lucky enough to be ranked second in the rankings at once, and that situation has continued to this day.
Is her rebellion against her like that?
That was the most stupid thing ever.
She would rather have expected some mercy.
As soon as she faced the scene of her fate, even such a feeble hope was completely erased.
Jureuk.
In the end, Misoah, who couldn’t overcome her fear, peed involuntarily.
The nori water ran through her fur and wet her ground.
Jjeook-.
Indeed, Misoah’s predictions did not seem wrong.
Yuhua Lin’s snout opened to swallow her miso’s head.
Now her Yuhua Lin was going to kill her.
Life overflowed and overflowed.
Her gaping chin wrapped around her with a force that would crush her smile at any moment.
A black throat like an abyss was visible inside.
It was the moment Misoah had a premonition of her end.
[Kiying-!]
Standing up, Yuhwarin stopped.
She closed her mouth and turned her head.
It was a shrill scream.
The sound came from inside the nest in the crypt.
Winter was crying out loud.
[Kiing! Meowing!]
It was clearly a faint moan.
It was Yuhwarin, who had never heard of winter crying out loud.
Yuhua Lin, startled by this, immediately turned her body around.
A long time ago, it completely released its form as a beastman, and entered the nest with bare feet.
“Ha, how?”
Yuhwa Lin grew restless and began to look around, holding Winter in her arms.
It is to check if there is something strange in her body.