"Brother, please calm down—it's not intentional," I said as I explained, "He was telling me about a collar to suppress my scent, and he said we need to obtain it as soon as possible because my scent was already causing chaos to the tribe." "I sincerely apologize for what happened... but we need to solve this issue before it gets terribly out of hand," Dawon added worriedly. "Her estrous will soon manifest, and even Lowell and your other male companions will go crazy over her scent, except you." My brother and Lowell soon calmed down, so they planned how to obtain the said collar with Dawon's help. The next day, the group was sent out. Lowell and Blake were among them. I also started having my first menstruation, so I bled for a few days, and I had to keep staying in the room while the others either stayed in the next room or right outside my door. After my bleeding, I started feeling weird and overly sensitive. Dillon also started to act awkwardly. He blushed whenever he was near m
"I-I don't think I'm okay," I mumbled in a low, shaking voice as tears streamed down my cheeks. "I'm scared—I'm thirsty, but I'm scared." "Thirsty, scared—what do you mean by that?" Dillong rattled in panic and confusion. "Wait... I'll fetch you some water and a calming tonic." He ran towards the kitchen and heated some calming tonic for a little bit before going back to bring the tonic and the water to my room. He asked me to open the door so that he could give me the water and tonic. I calmed myself down and opened the door. He placed the tonic and the water on the table beside the door, but the scent of his body was so irresistible that I lost control. I grabbed his arm while pulling him further inside the room quickly to prevent him from going away. "Ari, that was way too dangerous," he said in a low voice while trying to control his urge. He avoided my gaze and stood still as he tried to assess the situation. I loosened my grip when I realized what I was doing. "Ah, s-sorry,
Dillon and I were extremely awkward right after the incident. Both of us felt embarrassed whenever we remembered the kiss we had due to my estrus. Luckily, the necklace worked like a miracle, so I never had the same experience as with Dawon and Dillon. I became more energetic, and my sense of smell returned to normal, making it easier for me to do my daily tasks. "Woah, I feel so alive!" I screamed as I woke up from a good sleep. Lowell asked, "Did you sleep well?" while wagging his tail on his back. He sat down beside me, then took my hand and kissed my palm. "Oh, good morning, Lowell," I said while smiling sweetly. "All praise to the queen goddess Hera—it's such a relief seeing you in good health," he said in a low voice. "I'll finish setting up the table quickly for your breakfast—I've prepared your favorite corn soup and yam." "Wow, thank you!" I replied, then asked, "By the way, where are the others?" upon realizing that Gurion and the others were not around. "Gurion woke
He flinched upon seeing my irritated reaction. "No, I didn't mean it that way—I'm sorry," he replied bashfully while fidgeting his fingers. "I... will wait for you even if you decide not to return to our tribe—even if it takes an eternity." To be honest, he looked more like a gangster to me now that I can see him properly without my mask on. He has too many scars. He looked older than Lowell, despite the similarity of their ages. Even so, he looked pitiful with his drooping ears and tail. Also, his blushing face doesn't go well with his huge build, but it's kind of cute. "Let's just be friends—that's all I can say," I said without a second thought. "Am I not attractive enough?" he asked anxiously. "I am sure that I am stronger than your male guardians and even your brother, so why?" I wanted to tell him that it was the exact reason why I can't accept him, but I don't want to hurt his feelings too much. "It's not about strength or being attractive, Dawon—I can't let you waste you
During dinner, we all ate awkwardly together because Lowell kept on clinging to me. He kept on hugging me on the back because he was the only one who was not eating since he just ate a moment ago. The others were irritated while eating because of it. Suddenly, a cold and scaly tail grasped my foot under the table, which made me choke in surprise. I knew who it was, but I couldn't react too much because I was choking a little, making me cough excessively. The others were panicking when they realized that I was choking, and Dillon hurriedly poured water into a cup to give it to me. Lowell rubbed my back with a worried look. Gurion was also panicking and trying to comfort me as he rubbed his face on my arm with a scared and teary eye. Why were they making such a huge deal out of a minor choke? It wasn't even the main issue. A small devil smirked silently from a distance while twitching his tail on my foot, but I couldn't talk since I was coughing. My brother suddenly realized that I w
The next morning, I woke up quite late, so Gurion was probably playing with my brother already since he was not around when I opened my eyes. "Are you awake?" Dillon inquired as he sat beside me and assisted me in sitting. "Lowell said you had another nightmare last night; are you uncomfortable anywhere?" The dreams I had were similar to all my dreams and nightmares during every full moon. Sometimes, the dreams repeat a few times but still leave a great impression on me. I felt like the dreams were bits of memories of the lives of Arie, Ayla, and the Queen Goddess Hera. The only thing that baffled me was that last night, I dreamed of a Winged Lion beastman who looked similar to Father Lev. His voice was also the same. However, as always, I can only have all my questions answered when we arrive at our destination. "I'm fine—I'm just feeling hungry and lightheaded," I mumbled as I rested my head on his shoulder. "We've prepared some mushroom soup and steamed potatoes—I'll heat the s
There was only a month left before springtime. My brother and Dillon heard the small talks of the tribesmen while gathering some firewood from the nearest forest. They were talking about the food shortage and spoilage in their tribe. According to them, some of their supplies had already gone bad, and they were afraid that their females and cubs would suffer from hunger before the spring arrived.Like other beastmen, a Tiger beastman doesn't technically need to eat only meat. However, their food preferences were the problem. They only like to eat meat.A Tiger beastman has a bigger appetite than a Lion beastman. Both races have similarities in their taste palates, but our Forest Lion Tribe has long been used to eating vegetables and fruits as complementary foods during the harsh season.A beastman can suffer from stress if they don't eat their main food preference for a long period of time, causing them to become physically weak and prone to illnesses. A male Tiger beastman can tolerate
Everything went smoothly in the Tiger Tribe as the days went by. They also started to explore other spices according to their individual preferences. The tribesmen started to learn the significance of preserving their food supply. I also wanted to teach them how to farm, but it will take a long time before they can learn it properly, and we were about to leave in a few weeks' time. Hence, the new knowledge will be useful enough for them to thrive even in the harsh weather. "Ahem, thank you so much for helping our tribe—I'll do my best to find a replacement for the salt that you gave us," Dawon said as he tried to hug me out of gratitude. I instantly dodged, and my brother surprisingly stood in front of me, so Dawon landed on my brother instead. "You're welcome. You. Are. Very. Welcome," my brother replied sarcastically with a very dissatisfied tone. Flustered, Dawon instantly backed away and held his hand up high. "S-sorry, I was just so happy," Dawon explained his impulse. "Hmm