TiMe FoR THe NeXT CHaPTer!
The tribe quickly starts to grow in size. Now assured by bearyna clawed, faced, and legged children, the tribe starts to focus on the next upcoming problem. Food.
They slowly make their way through the grass, clearing as much as possible and destroying any berry bushes they come across.
One of our child-bearing mothers has given birth to a stripy grey little girl, with one nimble finger and one bearyna claw. She has inherited the great bearyna head, as well as ram horns, which she wears with pride. Her mother names her Shera, for her courageous and leading personality. The young girl wants to explore the grasses and destroy any killers in the brush. The day she matures, she marches into the brush, her 2 younger sisters in tow.On the other side of the river, a small child is born, with a pelt of night. His mother lets out a happy purr and licks his head weakly. Charming stands by, watching the two of them sadly. The mother curls up around her kit, and falls asleep. The next day, she is limp in the nest. Charming quietly picks up the kit and walks away, the kit squeaking in dismay. *Cries*He is left to care for his son, who he names Diego. (See a trend yet? *Stares at Ice Age*)
This section of the tribe starts clearing away at the grass down the other side of the hill. I also realise I have a nearly 10 strength Nicheling and I didn't even notice....
Back on the opposite side of the river, a baby boom just happened, as well as the appearance of a handsome wanderer...Juxi, which was one of the mates of the friendly bearyna, is now left without a mate and is missing her children, who have left to explore the hill. She stares at this odd bright red Nicheling in from of her. He grins comically "Sorry, didn't mean to startle ya! My what beautiful stripes you have, may I add" He gives her a charming smile, and she cant help but fall in love with him. They quickly expect a child. Meanwhile, Cattail has given birth two male twins, in which she starts to squeal in glee at the handsome children.The small group at the Whispering tree (Which is what I have named it) Take turns calling out on the stump, singing and calling out to any wanderers, friend or foes. This group contains some of the last cracker-jawed Nichelings, as well as a few of our older females who quietly clear grass, rolling their eyes at the other three behind them.Our progress so far...
Diego has matured to a teen, and is quietly clearing grass at the edge of the territory. He is by far one of the most handsome males on his side of the river, and may end up with more than one mate when he gets older. He ponders this for a few moments while clearing, and is suddenly faced by an adult bearyna. He lets out a yelp of shock, and calls for help. His father is too far, as is any other Nichlings. He turned to face the bearyna, who growled and snarled at him in fury. Diego felt the anger inside of him burst. This animal DARED come near him and his family! He hissed right back at the beast, which reared up to squish this small Nicheling. Diego jumped away, and from some unknown instinct he leapt onto its arm, and crawled up onto the middle of it back. The beast roared and tried to claw him over its shoulder, catching him on the face. Diego felt himself start to slip, and with a shriek gave a quick bite onto its shoulder, before tumbling into the grass, heaving. His father, who had been watching the ordeal quickly jumped to attack. The beast let out an exhausted growl, and the creature seemed to wilt, before falling over. Charming jumped over it and grabbed his son He cleaned his sons wounds, and smiled at him proudly.
Poison fangs had been discovered.The bushes beside him rustled again. He immediately stood, fur up and legs stiff. Diego sat tiredly behind him. A small, jet-black female tripped onto the ground in front of him, and grinned sheepishly.
Her name was Mera. and she had been running from this bearyna for a few days after the killers decimated her tribe. Charming gladly let her into the tribe, and she quickly joined the others in clearing away grass. Diego looked at her admiringly,with her black pelt, pink horns, lean body and claws, she would be the best Rabbil hunter in the tribe.
The tribe is getting quite large, so I may soon start choosing main characters and sticking with them until they die. I also think that Diego is gonna have a harem with Mera, and shera, and maybe another female if she has poison fangs recessive :D. I will pick one as a soul mate for him though.
My hands hurt XD