Core group: Sciurus-Proles
Subspecies: Minor
Descent: Due to its size and life expectancy, the minor is assumed to be derived from rats.
Size: head-torso length from 19 to 29 centimeters (with tail 24 to 35 centimeters), withers from 12 to 16 centimeters.
Weight: 0.17 to 0.52 kilograms
Color and appearance: The minor goes through the color scale from brown tones to yellow to red. Its hind legs are strong and relatively long. In the front paws there are glands through which it can release poison that its prey absorbs through the skin, and paralyzes. If a person is attacked, they should consult a doctor as quickly as possible, as the nervous system can fail and partial paralysis can occur very quickly.
Character: Cunning and nocturnal.
Characteristics: Due to its size, minor nests have already been discovered in the most inaccessible places. It has also happened that they have penetrated living spaces through ventilation shafts and toilet drains. The minor is very nimble and agile, and it is best to kill him with traps or fire-throwers as he makes a very small target. He is able to jump 10 times his body size by jumping.
Lifespan: 2-3 years
Distribution: Rare
Distribution area: The minor can be found in South and North America, Europe, Asia and Africa.
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Core group: Capella-Proles
Subspecies: Oryx
Descent: Due to the nature of the body, hooves, and antlers, it is assumed that it originally came from goats.
Size: head-torso length from 95 to 115 centimeters (with tail 110 to 135 centimeters), withers from 70 to 92 centimeters.
Weight: 27 to 42 kilograms
Color and appearance: The oryx has a uniform purple hair color. The hooves and collars are hung long, the rest of the fur is comparatively short. The oryx is built like all goats, only its legs are relatively long. Also characteristic is the goatee and the conspicuous horns that stand close together and then diverge in a V-shape. They are wide and spiral.
Character: nomads who move through the area in small family groups.
Characteristics: The only known subspecies of the Capella proles.
Lifespan: The oldest known oryx has been housed in the Historia research station for thirteen years. He is estimated to be sixteen years old. It is impossible to predict how the derivative gene will affect the further course of aging.
Distribution: normal
Distribution area: North and South America, Europe
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Core group: Meles-Proles
Subspecies: Ossa
Descent: Due to its body structure, it is assumed that the Ossa originally descended from the venomous animals.
Size: head-torso length from 148 to 180 centimeters (with tail 167 to 185 centimeters), withers from 37 to 52 centimeters.
Weight: 36 to 52 kilograms
Color and Appearance: From the nose to the tail, the color of the coat darkens from white to a dark green. Ears protruding to the side. Short snout. Gripping hands. The body shape comes very close to that of a line-like animal.
Character: pack animal (family groups)
Characteristics: With its strong jaws, the Ossa is not only able to bite the bones of its prey, it also eats them and leaves almost nothing of its meals.
Lifespan: The oldest recorded Ossa has reached the age of nine years in the research facility Historia.
Distribution: common
Distribution area: North and South America, Europe, and to a small extent Asia.
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Core group: Lacerta-Proles
Subspecies: Pillicula
Descent: lizard
Size: head-torso length from 17.5 to 23.7 centimeters (with tail 36.2 to 42.9 centimeters), withers from 12 to 18 centimeters.
Weight: 1.2 to 2.1 kilograms
Color and appearance: The lizard-like body is covered with elongated, beige fur. The neck looks too long for the body. Under the bony shield on the back of the head are two small openings for the ear canals. Both the head with the round button eyes and the legs are only covered with white scales. Colloquially it is also referred to as a hairy dragon.
Character: Calm and treacherous. Since he cannot move quickly on his short legs, he plays dead to attract potential prey. Otherwise he is also satisfied with insects.
Characteristics: Bears youngsters in eggs and scalds them. Razor-sharp teeth that are supplied with poison by glands.
Lifespan: The oldest known Pillicula has been housed in the Historia research station for fourteen years. He is estimated to be seventeen now. It is impossible to predict how the derivative gene will affect the further course of aging.
Distribution: common
Habitat: Mostly found in warm areas around the world. This species rarely gets lost in colder places.
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Core group: Feles-Proles
Subspecies: Spuma
Descent: Despite its size, it has been proven that the spuma is one of its forefathers, the general house cat.
Size: head-torso length from 170 to 250 centimeters (with tail 290 to 380 centimeters), withers from 120 to 143 centimeters.
Weight: 170 to 215 kilograms
Color and appearance: The green outer hair is streaked with black stripes on the back. The chest and peritoneum are light green to white. The physique is similar to that of a lion, although it can be compared with a snow leopard with its exceptionally long tail. The spuma is exceptionally short haired for a prole, only the back and tail testify to the length that is typical for every prole.
Character: Nocturnal. Lives in small family groups.
Features: Green claws.
Lifespan: The oldest known spuma has been housed in the Historia research station for eleven years. He is now estimated to be fifteen years old. It is impossible to predict how the derivative gene will affect the further course of aging.
Distribution: Rare
Distribution area: South America, and to a small extent also Europe.
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Core group: Feles-Proles
Subspecies: Toxrin
Descent: cat
Size: head-torso length from 80 to 120 centimeters (with tail 130 to 160 centimeters), withers from 50 cm to 70 cm
Weight: 20 kg to 35 kg
Color and appearance: carmine. Black mask, black legs (with short hair), black tip of the tail. The body is similar to that of an oriental cat (Siam, Bengal, Tonkanese), but this is difficult to see under the long fur. Since he is almost blind (a genetic defect is suspected in the whole species), he uses the large, black ears for better orientation. The long tail helps the Toxrin to keep its balance while climbing.
Character: One of the few loners among the proles. The Toxrin is even very aggressive towards its own breed.
Features: Get claws, which are supplied with venom by glands in the paws.
Lifespan: The Toxrin only has a short life expectancy of around 5 to 7 years.
Distribution: normal
Distribution area: The Toxrin can be found in South and North America, Europe, Asia and Africa.
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Core group: Ursus-Proles
Subspecies: Virido
Ancestry: Studies show that the Virido originally descended from the raccoon.
Size: head-torso length from 130 to 190 centimeters (has a stubby tail), withers from 70 to 90 centimeters.
Weight: 130 to 175 kilograms
Color and appearance: The fur of the Virido is mottled yellow / green. It has ball joints that can be compared with those of a bear, and the shape of the body also suggests an ancestry from a bear, but it has been proven that the ancestor must belong to the group of Procyonidae (small bears / raccoons).
Character: pack animal. Nocturnal and very shy, which means that this subspecies rarely has incidents with humans. They mostly live in forests and only attack if you penetrate their territory.
Features: Is only found in very cold areas. Green claws. Toxic (poisoning leads to death within seconds).
Lifespan: 9-12 years
Distribution: Rare
Habitat: Native to North America only.
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Core group: Canis-Proles
Subspecies: Wrath
Lineage: dog
Size: head-torso length from 120 to 140 centimeters (with tail 153 to 170 centimeters), withers from 70 to 90 centimeters.
Weight: 60 to 72 kilograms
Color and Appearance: The physique is very similar to that of a Timber Wolf. The basic color is mostly a dark cobalt blue that turns black on the paws and tail; just like on the ears. The eyes are rimmed with white fur.
Character: Highly social in the pack, and probably the only known prole that rears in the pack. The Wrath is highly aggressive when it comes to defending his territory.
Features: Perhaps the most noticeable feature of the Wrath is its white-rimmed eyes. It also has a very strong jaw that misjudges itself as soon as it has grabbed its prey.
Lifespan: The oldest known specimen of a Wrath was 9 years old in the history research station.
Distribution: common
Distribution area: It is native to South and North America.
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Mommy, when will you have cake?" I tugged at her dress when she didn't react immediately to show her that I was getting impatient. "I'm hungry for cake."She stopped washing the glass under the clear water in the sink and smiled down at me. With her blonde hair she looked like an angel. Yes, my mommy was an angel. "It'll take a moment, Grace.""How long is a moment?"“As soon as I'm done here, I have to set the table. But don't worry, I'll call you then. Go play in the garden while you are. "Hm, but I didn't want to play in the garden at all. I had played in the garden with Wynn all day, now I wanted my birthday cake. "But then I'll still starve."She screwed up her eyes critically and played and pursed her lips a little while she looked me up and down in my yellow summer dress. It was my birthday dress that we had specially called for today. I got a new dress every birthday. "You're right," she said thoughtfully. “My poor darling is o
Lured by the screaming of the children, Mommy ran out of the house and found another of these animals. She tried to slam the door quickly when the non-dog jumped at her, but by then he had already torn her to the ground and bit her shoulder. She screamed and screamed in panic. I could hear it all over the garden. Mommy was scared he hurt her!Suddenly the air was filled with screaming, crying and wailing. In between, the strange animals growling again and again. I heard Moritz calling for his mom and the screeching of Chiara. One of these non-dogs had bitten into her leg and was dragging her, growling, into the nearest bushes, while another Uncle Roderick, with his cell phone to his ear, chased around the house until I could no longer see him.Wynn clutched my arm, crying, while the plush behind us still tried to bite its way through the fence. In the meantime, three others made it into the garden, jumped over the fence near the terrace and immediately rushed, drooling
.............Come on!” Bay cheered the drooling beast. "Show me what you can!"The crane, an Ursus prole, with the colors of the rising sun, crept around its victim, growling. He kept his eyes on the young, blond man's small handgun. He had learned in the years of his imprisonment. He knew how dangerous this thing was, that it meant pain. But he was hungry, so very hungry. And sometimes he even managed to grab a bite before the pain came.Sometimes.His huge paws made no sound on the soft sand as he crept around his victim. He wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted or the pain came, sending him twitching to the ground. He wouldn't stop until his hunger was satisfied.His narrow skull with the horn-like bony outgrowths on the back of his head was dark as the shadows of the night, just like his watchful eyes. The black color ran from the head over the chest down to the stomach and then gradually turned into the orange-red, long fur, whic
"Now finally hit him on the face!" Roared Mr. Keiper at his apprentice. Even from up here I could see that the bald man had a bright red head again. "Use your head, do what you've learned!"When I heard a giggle four rows below, I fixed my gaze. There, in the first row of the stands, sat Pia and Marle, the only other girls in our year of training.The Beluosus Academy accepted around seventy-five students each year, of which no more than ten were girls. The hunt for monsters was a man's domain after all - at least that's what the guys liked to imagine. I had a completely different opinion, which was not only due to the fact that I belonged to the female gender myself.Pia chuckled at Bay's awkwardness. Maybe I should remind her how she looked with the Wrath last week. You could really have believed that she hadn't learned anything here in the last two years.From the kennel I heard the angry growl of the crane when Bay finally hit him on the short muzzle.
Reads like a bad thriller," I muttered, turning my face to her. You wanted an honest opinion? She could have it. "That sounds like a toddler wrote it who had a few sentences dictated by a scientist and in between chats a little with an old friend.""Does that mean I can't hand it over like that?" She asked me, horrified, when the work of ten minutes threatened to slip between her hands."That means it wouldn't hurt if you revised it again. I wouldn't describe it as an essay either, it's too short for that. And since it is not useful for objectivity if you keep inserting your personal opinion or inappropriate comments in between, I would also leave them out. So, yes, you should urgently revise that if you don't want Mr. Keiper to cancel the internship for you. ”I handed her the pad back and didn't mind the fact that she moaned pityingly. “At least the spelling is good. In any case, I did not find any errors. "She grumbled something incomprehensible.
Mr. Keiper looked after him skeptically for a moment before turning his attention back to us. "What I actually wanted to convey to you with the whole thing is, are ..."“Always vigilant,” we all said in unison. That was the motto of every Venator - and of course a budding one, like us. Always alert, always ready.Mr. Keiper nodded satisfied. "Does anyone have any questions?" Unanimous shake of the head. “And everyone knows where to go tomorrow? Well then, pack up your things and make sure you come home. I'll see you on Friday. Unharmed, if I may ask. "That was the sign we had all been waiting for. Conversations started when everyone picked up their stuff from the stands and rushed home before Mr Keiper could think of anything else he thought he had to tell us. Yes, it happened regularly."It's going to be amazing," Evangeline enthused me on the way to the stairs. “We can finally play with the big boys. Only one more night."
Furious, I put my finger in front of his nose and pressed my lips together so that I wouldn't knock everything on the tip of my tongue. I would love to have him ... ahrrr!"Oh come on, Grace, it wasn't that bad.""Not this time," I said finally and let my finger drop. "But at some point you will be so careless that they'll catch you and when the time comes, Dom, I'll kick your ass in such a way that even your great-grandchildren can still feel it."He grinned and showed me his very special dimple. "I can not wait any longer."What else should you say besides: "Fool." I turned around and walked back the way I had just come."Did you actually want something in particular, or were you just here to plump me?" Domenico called after me."I was only here to prune you." I pulled the heavy steel door open. "And since we didn't have to amputate your arm and you can still tear stupid sayings, I'm leaving now.""It's always nice when you visit me
He turned his face to me. “Ah, Grace, there you are at last. Shall I make you something to eat? "“No, just stay seated, I'll do something myself right away. I just wanted to let you know that I'm here. "He frowned when he saw me. "Why are you so wet?""Because it's raining outside." Which was also the reason why the food had to wait a moment. First I had to get out of these wet clothes to warm up a little under a nice, warm shower."Oh really?" Uncle Roderick looked at the window. "Indeed, it's raining."I could only shake my head at so much distraction. Sometimes I really felt like he lived in his own world, as absent-minded as he always was. Then there was his clumsy streak and his forgetfulness, which occasionally brought us small disasters - for example last week when he pulled out the plug for the refrigerator because he had used the socket for a short time for the drill to open the loose blind to fasten again to the kitchen wind