The Crown of Humatora

The Beginning (Part 3)

We are already running for 3 hours of the yellow sun, my wolf already exhausted, but I don’t want to be a hindrance, especially when I know Gandor is the one that leads the hunting trip, Fayden and Quill slow down a bit, trying pacing themselves with me, I love them, my brother and also my best friend, they always taking good care of me, even though I was the castaway illegitimate daughter of the warlord.

When in the run, I saw a big phantom rabbit, a perfect snack for me like now, I make a quick u-turn as fast as I can with the last energy that I have and then clawing the rabbit, my jaw snap the neck and I dip my fangs into its body, I seep every drop of the rabbit’s blood, into my system, I can feel my strength getting a full, not much but enough for me to follow the pack again without becoming a hindrance. I spew the drying out carcasses of the rabbit and then ran as fast as I can to follow the pack once more.

Yes, this is one of my weaknesses, I lose energy and I need a refill by drinking blood, any kind of blood, I notice this when I was first changed into my wolf form, 81 years ago, I was a late bloomer pup; the first time I go hunting with Fayden, we finally catch a turchick, a feathery big bird with a lump of delicious meat, and when I taste the turchick blood in my mouth, two additional fangs appear from my jaw, and then I sip every drop of blood from the turchick, safe to say, the turchick becoming a carcass with no blood on its entire body, while I’ve regained my strength and energy once more.

I finally catch up with the pack. I can see Fayden and Quill on the back, probably waiting for me to return. They already know what happened earlier, both of them know about this abomination secret of mine. They both chirp at me, and we fasten our running again into the first camp of our camp. I don’t have to worry about losing energy for some time now; I have a good amount already, phantom rabbits not just taste delicious, their blood is one of a delicacy that I have ever tasted, well, to be exact I just have the taste of the small animals around the camp or the official territory of Gandor, which is a very restricted territory.

After 2 more hours, we finally arrive at the first camp, all of them transform into their elven self again, and then immediately goes bathing in the river, I, of course, opt to go to the small hut that I was forced to share with the other low-rank warriors, because unlike all of his sons, who got their own hut, Gandor never considers me as his own, though the latter is true, and I just couldn’t care less.

When I put on some clothes, I hear someone entering the huts; I turn around to see Derek, a warrior who’s soon will become the new Sakshsiyun, he’s handsome of course, a lot of female wolves adores him, and want him to become their mates, heck, I happened to know he’s already mating with two of the most beautiful wolfs in our tribe, but I wonder, how in the world he just have to be so infatuated at me?

“So, I see you will not wash before we have some rest today?” He asks me while leaning into one of the hut's pillars. I can see his arrogant smirk from his chisel face, already making me want to vomit.

“I will, but I’ll do it with my brothers later, in the other part of the stream.”

“What’s with you and that two losers, do you have feelings for them?”

“What? They’re my brothers, I love them but as a family, you freak!” I scream at him, but strangely enough, he just laughs in my face, like he’s actually got a turn on whenever I fight with him, verbally or well, non-verbally. “Ugh, what do you want you piece of t*rd?”

“Gosh, I like it when you’re so furious, makes me turn on.”

“What are you? Seriously, Go away, you disgusting wolf!” I shove him away when I want to get out from the hut, but unsurprisingly he grab my arms and turn my body into his, I can already feel his “excitement” between his thigh, I’m panicking but I don’t want him to have the satisfaction of feeling me struggling.

“For hell, I am so aroused by you. Do you feel it, beautiful?”

I rolled my eyes. This kind of savages attracts female wolves in the Gandor tribe? I laugh straight into his face, mocking him directly. “Feel what? I cannot feel anything down there? Are you sure you have the right size?!”

 I can feel his face got distorted from the embarrassment and fury that I have inflicted. “What? you B*tch!”

I low kick him in his groin, and then punch him in his arrogant face, I hope I break his nose, he whimpering in the ground, while I walk away from the hut, I sense that Derek following me from behind; I turn around trying to punch him once more, but then a strong arm grab me instantly to the outside of the tent, it’s Fayden.

“Sabine, are you okay? I saw him lurking behind you, that’s why I came here.” Fayden is asking me, look worried as hell.

“No problem, I took care of him, myself.” I tilted my head into Derek who actually still crying in pain and walking slowly towards us.

“The f*ck are you doing here, Derek? Are you stalking my sister?!” he then pulls me away from Derek's reach. His eyes are full of rage at him.

Derek, fake as ever, just gives a warm smile at Fayden. “No, of course not, even though Sabine is the warlord daughter, she’s not my… taste.”

“Well, not before, inside the tent, though? How’s your d*ck by the way?”

I mock him by mentioning the time I kick him right in his “Jewels”, I heard it before when I listened to my sisters gossiping about him. He always thinks of his d*ck as a piece of jewelry, ugh… gross me enough I could almost vomit. I glance at Fayden, he almost burst in laughing, but I pull him away from Derek, even though Derek is just a warrior, he’s a skillful warrior, and one of the beloved by my stepfather, I don’t want Fayden to get in trouble on my behalf.

“What the hell, Sabine?” Said, my stepbrother. “Why you pull me away from him.”

“Well, first, because I don’t want you to get in trouble. Second, he’s not worth our time at all, let’s just play in our secret pool with Quill. Where is he anyway?”

“Already there, enjoying the freshwater, come on…”

I can finally able to get rid of Derek from Fayden’s mind, together we walk into our secret pool, there are only a handful of elvens who knows about it, we love the privacy, and my two brothers certainly don’t want me to bathe with all the warriors in the stream, I don’t know why though? I finally see Quill, he’s already bathing inside the pool. He waves at us. Fayden and I then run into the pool while discarding all of our clothes. We have a fun time playing in the secret pool.

It’s almost a nighttime of the yellow moon, we are gathering together in our wolf forms waiting for a signal from the leader, this time it’s Gandor himself, I don’t know why he decides to make an appearance now, after a long time of absence from the hunt, yes, werewolf clan always hunting in the night of the full moon, we love it so much, to be basking on a shining light of the moon while catching our preys. I see Gandor already changing in his wolf form also; he goes up in one of the big boulders and then starts to howl into the full yellow moonlight, and then all of us follow him to howl, all the howling sounds makes our adrenaline pumping, and with a spirit high, the hunt finally begin.

I run with my loving step-brothers, Fayden and Quill; we are kind of like lead Quill the way, this is his first time joining the hunt, both of us want to train him together, while he’s a male wolf, he’s still a teenager, a pup that just turns into a wolf recently. I quip at Fayden and Quill so they will follow me. I am an excellent tracker of all the warriors, already sniffing big prey, somewhere in the cliff area, big but I’m not familiar with this scent.

There are only the three of us. The others go on their own way, wondering about the biggest prey they can get. We will get a reward when they could bring the biggest and rarest prey from all over the area. I’ve never won because I always let Fayden bring the prey back. He needs it more than me; he needs to prove he's worthy as one of the warlord sons. For me? The satisfaction of the hunting itself is enough for me.

We are almost there, I can feel it, the sensation of a chill run down my spine, the prey is big and definitely rare; I feel nothing like this before; I speed up and give a signal to Fayden and Quill, both of them to get ready for a surprise attack, that’s the key of a successful hunt, spreading, meticulous and of course the surprise element.

I’ve seen it, the prey, and as soon, my legs stopped me to take a step closer. The aura of the beast is outstanding, and for sure, I’ve never seen anything like this before. It has a body of an enormous wolf or canine, but the head… more like heads, there are actually three heads attached to one body, and the head itself, it’s like some kind of birdlike, with a large beak. The beast surely came from a nightmare story from our elders. What kind of beast is this?