14 ❤ 🐲
Almost immediately, the tribe called for a festival to celebrate the new joy.
Its also a way for males to show their strength and participate in the battle to catch the eyes of females.
The females taken, had almost immediately calmed down and accepted their fate.
Which really intrigued mytha, these females, seem to accept it easily. Or maybe because it had long been embedded to them, probably by generation to generation to accept their fate and chose a good male for her family, that it almost turn to instinct for these females.
Some were even eager to find a strong male to mate with,.
Mytha didn't want to let this chance escape.
She let her consciousness go first. She can teleport anywhere if she wants to anyway.
Finally,, before the festival begins.
The familiar old healer was walking with a tall man, walking to the seat in the upper part of the festival. It shows his status is highest,
Mytha followed the man with her gaze. Every inch of that muscular body, with even the end of his scars.
The man finally faced the crowd, a mature hard hardened handsome man, his greying hair is tied neatly, with even some accessories in them. His beared cleanly cut, showing his maturity.
He was different from xarius, he look more refined out of experience.
His hair was not natural like xarius, and xarius only had a stubble on his chin.
His greying hair was only a natural sign of age.
He look at the crowd below with a laugh, he is satisfied. More and more males, stray or not, comes to join his tribe, why? Because there is a lot of females.
Females he had captured from tribes to tribes, eventually attracted more males to join.
He raise a hand. "Lets begin the feast"
First, the females all came to dance to show their interest that they are choosing males.
Then males came to give them gifts, then finally the battle.
Showing off their mights to successfully catch a females attention.
But mytha was more interested in watching the lord sitting on that chair.
She notice the females, looking at him from time to time. All had interest in their faces.
A newly capture female ask softly. "Why doesn't he have a female? "
The males, replied with shush voice. "The lord is a stray beast, its normal he cant mark a female. He had a lot of children with different females. All those females who had given him a child, had enjoyed status in the tribe"
The female asking had twinkle in her eyes. What if.. She also give him a cub, wont she at least have status?
Mytha was now more interested when she heared it.
A stray beast, cannot tie with a female. Now thats something. She need someone that cant be tied down to her.
And with the rumor that he had different females given birth to his cubs, its shows that like her, he was probably trying to expand his bloodline.
No one ever saw his orc form.
But given his sons, like axon, had the orc form of a panther with horns, h3 had the closest form to his. It was a high chance of him being a panther too.
Dion, the lord, look down at the battle. Eyes filled with boredom. He is a 5 mark male.
He saw one of his sons, getting on the stage. There was little interest.
It was probably axon who was the most talented out of all his bloodline. Already a 3 mark male, but still.. Axon didnt manage to inherit his orc form and potential fully.
Like mytha, dion, was a rare specie. And like her, unwilling to let go of his bloodline, as if its embedded in him to expand his bloodline.
Yet all females who gave birth for him, had only one cub. One cub for every batch.
He had fathered 11 males and one female.
All from different mothers.
He is getting old, if he didn't evolve to 6 mark, his body will age naturally. And he will die.
But 5 to 6 mark is like heaven and land. Almost impossible.
Dion stood up, he let the feast continue.
The old healer came to his side. "Shall i call for a.. Female again? "
There are a lot of females willing to give him cubs.
But he doesn't feel it as of now. He shook his head and walked away, mytha followed him with her gaze. And her consciousness disappeared on the spot.
Dion was walking alone, planning to rest for the night. When he halted.
His figure tensing. And he said, ".. You have been watching me.. "
He turn around, he expected enemies. Probably another 5 mark male who wants to challenge him of his authority.
But the sight wasnt what he expected. There, even in the darkness.
She seem to be shining. Wearing only a thin strange clothing shining gold she conjured with her magic.
Her slitted golden eyes staring at him with a smile on her lips.
"My lord.. I did not came here for a fight"
Almost everything about her took his breath away. He shook his head, taking back his momentum.
.. "And.. What do you want"
Mytha, smiled.. "Why dont we talk inside your cave? "
-- inside the cave, there was only the light from the fire.
Dion watch her closely. Eyes following her graceful movement. The way her long legs displayed in front of him.
He is a man,.. A man with lust.
He cant deny the attraction he gives her.
"Ill be straight to the point" as usual, mytha didn't blink an eye. A smile on her stunning face. ".. I want a cub with you"
He didn't show surprise. Well, havent females come to him for the same reason in exchange for status? And..
He tried not to show excitement.
"And..i dont want any strings attached between us. Thats why youre the perfect mate. "
He really is, for some reason, a strange beconing comes to her when she looks at him.
Maybe because he really felt strange, ..
or something else just pulls her.
He took a deep breath. All in all, he sees no problem with her reason. She wants a child, she can have it with anyone, obviously. But she chose him. The reason he didn't know. Maybe she wants status in his tribe too?
His tribe is growing, but becoming more of a tribe for strays, strays are lawless. His tribe will be come more of a target for other tribes.
He knows that.
There was no harm agreeing , he would enjoy it. And she would give him cubs. Isnt it.. Fun?
He can see no harm in her simple request that both of them would be happy and beneficial to the both of them.
She smiled softly, her eyes curving slightly with mirth.
".. You and i are the same.. We both want our lineage to grow. "
She lean closer, smiling at him. "And i think, you are the one who would enjoy the process the most"
His eyes gaze down her eyes, to her lips, her swan like neck, and the swell of her breast to the long legs peaking from her clothes.
He sat straighter.. Aye..
Definitely will enjoy the process.