The next day, the Elder Healer approached me with a baffled expression on her face, carrying the cute little hatchling in her hand. She asked curiously, "Ari, did you do something to this hatchling last night—his condition became stable right after you visited him while I was brewing the herbs for him?" "Nothing, I just patted his head a little, but I promise I washed my hands before doing so and did not use my gloves, then I left the room to go to sleep early," I nervously answered. "Oh, really?" she gasped, excited upon hearing that my condition didn't get triggered when touching the hatchling, and she asked, "You touched this hatchling with your bare hands, and you didn't get ill afterwards?" "Yes, Grandma Lony, I didn't—I slept well after," I replied. She then asked, "Would you like to try holding him for a while—I want to check if your condition is stable when holding a male hatchling?" I nodded and took the hatchling from her hand. She observed me as I held the sleeping ha
Six years had already passed since the boar incident, and I turned 15 years old. Gurion was getting bigger, and we became closer as I visited him often. He used to always cling to me and be reluctant to part with me when it was time for me to go. Meanwhile, fabric production was in full swing, especially when other tribes also started to negotiate with us on trading our fabrics for food, salt, rare herbs, and tools after learning about our fabric production. I designed a backless cloak just for myself so that it would never be torn again like before. I also wore an undergarment that doesn't hinder my tail when it suddenly pops out after my transformation. It was made from a combination of cotton and silk fabric, with silk lace ribbon tied on each side as a waist strap to hold it in place. I also decided to make a loose, backless, knee-length dress with a thick leather belt designed with a wooden clutch to keep it in place and remove it easily as I please underneath my long cloak tha
I flew hurriedly to my destination as fast as I could without looking back. After a few glides through the sky, I arrived at the hidden spring. The spring was located near the summit of a huge mountain. It was surrounded by a thick forest and huge rock formations, and one could only enter or leave the spring by flying above, climbing the huge trees, or passing through a small dog hole gap between the two huge rock formation walls covering the area. I removed the shawl wrapped around my body and placed it on the ground along with my bow, quiver, and bag. Soaps and shampoo were still nonexistent in this world. We only used a variety of flower essences and ointments made from herbs and applied them to our bodies and hair, then used stones to scrub the dirt off our bodies while rinsing them with water. I was still in the process of studying how to make soap, but I got so focused on fabric production and on sewing dresses that it got delayed too much. I already brought a bucket and ba
I hurriedly flew back to the tribe, even though I was still in a mess, because I wasn't able to fully remove the dust from my body due to the irritating male beastman, who was teasing me without showing himself. I felt quite annoyed while huffing in the sky—like a kindergarten student teased by a playful classmate. I sneakily flew over the high fence at the back of the tribal territory to prevent anyone from noticing my arrival. However, upon landing on the ground, a figure of a muscular being appeared beyond my eyes. His huge silhouette covered the sunset behind his back as his shadow covered me like the huge clouds in the sky. I was surprised and lost my balance as I stepped back and stumbled to the ground. I was so terrified and felt quite guilty, knowing I made a huge mistake while thinking of a proper excuse for my behavior. I was frightened to be scolded, but my mouth slipped and I asked, due to his silence, "F-Father, w-what brings you here?" I stuttered due to trembling as
I wasn’t restricted from going out, unlike the other female younglings, because I wasn’t showing any signs of estrus and due to the fact that I have no ability to make any physical contact with any male except my own siblings and father. The only restriction given to me by the elders was that I could not be alone with any male without the knowledge or permission of any of the elders. Any males who would try to pursue me without the knowledge of the elders, especially the Alpha, my father, shall be punished heavily according to the law of the Forest Lion Tribe. A few days later, I begged my father and the elder healer to allow me to go back to the spring one more time. No elders will be available to teach me at home because everyone will be busy attending the wedding ceremony except for myself. They agreed, but they asked me to return before dinner time so we could all dine together. They said that they planned not to attend the bonfire celebration for the newlyweds at night since I d
While flying, I landed back in the forest upon spotting a tree similar to a rubber tree.Upon checking, I confirmed that it really was a rubber tree. I wanted to take some of its resin, but I didn't bring any containers with me and just tied a handkerchief on its branch to mark it, hoping no one would remove it till I went back to fetch some resin. Then, I decided to walk back to familiarize myself with the area.While walking for a while, I suddenly smelled something familiar nearby, but the scent was faint, and it was coming from the cliff just a few meters away.I flew straight to the cliff to check if my intuition was correct, and upon checking, I saw an idiot—I mean, I saw a male beastman tangled up on the vines just a few meters below the cliff smiling at me as if nothing wrong was going on."Ari?" he asked with a surprised smile while he was tangled up and hanging upside down as he pleaded, "Can you help me out for a bit—please?"It was Dillon, who was supposed to be married to
A few more glides through the air, and we were halfway from our destination when it started to rain hard, accompanied by a strong wind. We had to stop and seek shelter in a cave near the area to wait for the rain to stop because I cannot fly in such bad weather. Due to the sudden change in weather, we almost got blown away by the wind. We were soaking wet, but luckily there were dry small branches, leaves, and hard stones inside the cave, so Dillon lit up a bonfire to warm us up and dry ourselves. We didn't remove our clothes, and we just sat down in front of the fire to dry ourselves, patiently waiting for the rain to stop or lessen. The rain did weaken a little, but it was already too dark, and it would be hard for us to return to the tribe because the moon was still covered with thick clouds. It would be hard to see the way back since my eyes were not as sharp as a normal Lion beastman at night because I wasn't trained to function at night, all thanks to my overprotective father,
My heart was pounding so hard, and I was panicking while trying to keep my mind focused on the situation. I tried to check his pulse, but my gloves were too thick to feel a weak pulse. I had to remove it despite trembling as my eyes started to tear up in fright and my head got dizzy while my stomach was turning upside-down. I instinctively yawned a few times, fighting my urge to throw up as I touched his neck, checking for a pulse but finding nothing. I had to perform a consecutive set of chest compressions followed by an artificial ventilation by blowing air into his lungs through his mouth simultaneously until he regained his heartbeat and breath. By that time, I had totally shook aside my fear of males for the time being, as the fright of seeing someone die in front of me overwhelmed me like hell, subconsciously directing me toward saving the patient. I was not sure if I was doing it correctly, but I was sure I followed the steps taught to me during a hands-on practice that I fai