Core group: Feles-Proles
Subspecies: Cascus
Lineage: The forefather of Cascus is the general house cat.
Size: head-torso length from 47 to 52 centimeters (with tail 74 to 77 centimeters), withers from 29 to 33 centimeters.
Weight: 3 to 5 kilograms
Color and Appearance: The Cascus is a very slender, muscular prole. The Cascus is characterized by its extremely long legs. The basic color of the fur is a deep black, which is only set off by long, white hair around the face, neck and neck. In this abundance, the small head looks small and delicate.
Character: Pronounced social behavior among each other.
Features: Toxic, extremely fast. Always in a big pack.
Lifespan: A Cascus has a life expectancy of five to seven years
Distribution: normal
Distribution area: South and North America, Europe.
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Core group: Dama-Proles
Subspecies: Dorcas
Descent: deer
Size: head-torso length from 93 to 140 centimeters (with tail 147 to 224 centimeters), withers from 54 to 84 centimeters.
Weight: 28 to 34 kilograms
Color and appearance: The Dorcas is an even-toed ungulate with black fur, which is set off in the face with a blue mask. Size and shape are almost identical to a Capreolus (deer). The protruding back crest serves as a distinguishing mark in this breed, the ends of which also turn blue during the mating season. The male descendants of this species have three-ended antlers equipped with poison glands. The ears can be turned in all directions.
Character: Curious and out and about both individually and in groups of several animals.
Characteristics: Only the male representatives of this genus are poisonous.
Lifespan: A Dorcas has a life expectancy of ten to twelve years
Distribution: normal
Distribution area: The Dorcas is a prole genus that has developed in Europe and is only located there.
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Core group: Canis-Proles
Subspecies: Iuba
Ancestry: The original tribal father is believed to be a dog.
Size: head-torso length from 103 to 132 centimeters (with tail 160 to 190 centimeters), withers from 70 to 90 centimeters.
Weight: 81 kg to 103 kg
Color and appearance: black, white, striped, and all shades of gray in between. The physique is similar to that of a German Shepherd Dog. In addition to the dark-striped head, the small goatee, and the longer fur, the lion-like mane, which is wind-cut backwards, is the most striking feature of the Iuba. It has a very long tail (corresponding to the length of its body) in order to be able to keep its balance when climbing. Long ears that easily sink into the mane.
Character: The Iuba is probably the only known prole that increases the pack by rearing its young. He is also very intelligent, calm, and extremely aggressive.
Features: diurnal. Night blind. Ball joints.
Lifespan: The oldest known Iuba 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: common
Distribution area: To a large extent in South America and Europe. Several packs have also been sighted in Southeast Asia.
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Core group: Ursus-Proles
Subspecies: crane
Ancestry: Studies show that the crane originally came from raccoons.
Size: head-torso length from 100 to 130 centimeters (with tail 160 to 190 centimeters), withers from 70 to 90 centimeters.
Weight: 90 to 155 kilograms
Color and appearance: A narrow, black skull with the horn-like bony outgrowths on the back of the head. The black color runs from the head over the chest down to the belly, and then gradually merges into the orange-red, long outer skin. Due to its unusual coloring, it is often referred to as the sunset animal. Strong, short body with long stocky legs.
Character: Very social in the pack.
Characteristics: wooden claws that are supplied with poison by glands. The poison paralyzes the prey
Lifespan: 4 to 6 years
Distribution: Very common
Distribution area: Due to its enormous adaptation, the crane can already be found in every part of the world.
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Core group: Simia-Proles
Subspecies: lumen
Ancestry: Documents from the research facility near Riverton, Wyoming in the USA prove that the forefather of the Lumen belongs to the capuchin monkey.
Size: head-torso length from 41 to 63 centimeters (with tail 71 to 93 centimeters).
Weight: 2 ½ to 4 kilograms
Color and Appearance: The body of the lumen is slender and the fore and hind limbs are approximately the same length. The bushy tail not only serves the lumen for balance, it is also an important gripping tool that it also uses for climbing. Due to the pale red color, the lumens are very noticeable, only the face, chest and lower abdomen are deep black.
Character: pack animal with pronounced social behavior. Lumens occur in groups of males or females. Male juveniles are chased away when they reach sexual maturity. Only during the mating season do the females tolerate the male lumens in their vicinity.
Features: Lumens communicate in a very high pitch, which people find very uncomfortable.
Lifespan: The oldest known lumen, a descendant of the second generation, has been housed in the Historia research station for nineteen years. He is estimated to be twenty-three years old now. It is impossible to predict how the derivative gene will affect the further course of aging.
Distribution: Rare.
Distribution area: Europe and Asia.
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He took his time with a reply. It was clear to him that this topic was quite delicate for me and that is why he only opened his mouth when we were halfway through the open-plan office and I wasn't even expecting an answer. "You should see them before we're cooped up with them in a van with them tomorrow.""I'm not sure it will make that much of a difference.""Believe me, it will be."Maybe, maybe not, just the prospect of seeing her right now, made my tension rise again. Not just because of what they'd done, but because of what they stood for. A shattered childhood, an orphan, the Venator's profession. It was only because of these proles that I became a Venator.When I was a little kid I always wanted to be a vet, or maybe a chimney sweep. Chimney sweeps brought luck and I liked the idea of bringing luck. Of course, I knew that these were a six-year-old's dreams, but without the events of that time, I wouldn't be who I was today.I couldn't tell if tha
“Jilin's request surprised me a little. It is not exactly common to get reinforcements from other guilds for a comparably simple mission. ""We just want to make sure that the Iubas get to their destination without incident," I remarked a little pointedly. Now he couldn't ignore me anymore. "Hi, it seems you haven't noticed me yet, there is no other way I can explain your rude behavior. I am Grace Shanks, Venator Grace Shanks. "The look I got from Diccon Faust could only be seen as condescending. "Yes, very pleased," was all he said to me before turning back to Reese. "Is there any reason to believe that an incident might occur?"Why did he ask him the question now?"Not that we know of." Reese put his left hand back into his jacket pocket. I knew exactly that he was now holding his pack of cigarettes in his hand. But I also noticed how he gave me a look out of the corner of my eye. "But you can never have enough people who make sure that the proles do not p
"You might be right about that." Her lips curled up in a smug smile before she turned her full attention to me. “Hi, I'm Tiffany. Tiffany winner. ""Grace." I turned around until I was face to face with her. Immediately her smile slipped a little. Well, the memory of my childhood, a long scar that ran across my mouth to my chin, she had apparently not noticed before. “Maybe we should all pull paper bags over our heads. After all, nobody here wants to sully your sensitive sensitivity to aesthetics. "Her mouth stayed closed. It wasn't that she avoided my gaze, she just suddenly didn't seem to feel so comfortable in her skin anymore. Yes, something like that could happen if you made such a big mistake.I didn't say anything else either, just fixed her for a few silent seconds and then walked past her to the counter, where the lady behind was on the phone with someone. As I stood next to Reese, I felt her gaze on my back and when he automatically put his arm around my
Shoot the Iubas, but unfortunately that was not an option. The only thing I could do was make my way to Potsdam to face these monsters, or just forget about the whole thing. Unfortunately, it was already clear to me that this was one of the things I couldn't simply forget. My parents' murderers had been found and even if they could no longer harm anyone, they would still be alive. Locked up for the rest of her life, but still alive.“You made up your mind a long time ago,” Reese says quietly.Oh yes? "How did I decide?"“Don't be so stupid. The thought of these critters won't leave you alone until you have convinced yourself that they are no longer a danger to anyone. "Oh yes, Reese's direct manner was refreshing every day. "As long as they live, they will always be a danger." Every prole was a danger until it had breathed its last breath.Reese felt for his pants pocket only to find there were no cigarettes in there. Good thing, smoking was forbidden
Very carefully and without making the slightest noise, Cherry put one paw on the graying carpet and then remained motionless again. The next step took several seconds. She fixed the little toy mouse without even blinking.When the mouse didn't move, it took another step, then suddenly began to wiggle its buttocks vigorously and fell off. The great huntress had already grabbed her unsuspecting prey and battered it with teeth and claws to show her who was the boss here."Cherry," I warned the white cat because she had messed up the photos of my parents on the floor during her maneuver and pushed her aside.Out of shock, or simply because she was having a lot of fun, she threw the mouse in a high arc and then rushed under the bed with a monkey tooth. Calm returned and there was only a forgotten mouse and two reflective eyes under the bed that watched me very closely - could still give me something to eat.Cherry was a white longhair cat that wa
Very carefully and without making the slightest noise, Cherry put one paw on the graying carpet and then remained motionless again. The next step took several seconds. She fixed the little toy mouse without even blinking.When the mouse didn't move, it took another step, then suddenly began to wiggle its buttocks vigorously and fell off. The great huntress had already grabbed her unsuspecting prey and battered it with teeth and claws to show her who was the boss here."Cherry," I warned the white cat because she had messed up the photos of my parents on the floor during her maneuver and pushed her aside.Out of shock, or simply because she was having a lot of fun, she threw the mouse in a high arc and then rushed under the bed with a monkey tooth. Calm returned and there was only a forgotten mouse and two reflective eyes under the bed that watched me very closely - could still give me something to eat.Cherry was a white longhair cat that was quite small