Chapter 17: The scent of blood

She travelled from the river to look for food and was now coming back to her home. The river was very bountiful and had a lot of fish. Some animals occasionally traveled to the river for water. Whenever such opportunities arise she hunts them immediately. Their unquenched thirst usually helped hunt and take them down easier. There wasn’t any thirsty animals this time, but she caught a lot of fish and that was enough. She trudged on, back towards the cave she and her younglings dwelled in.

She kept watch over the two younglings following her, as they played with the surroundings. It was understandable since this was the first time they travelled outside of the cave. She gave birth to them around the middle of winter, reared them and kept them away from the harsh cold, she has been caring for them since then.

She continued travelling and passed over the trunk of a tree that was marked by wolves. Her neighboring competitors were getting ambitious again, continuously expanding their territory.. Nevertheless they would most likely again clash with her in the future and she will most obviously beat them back.

She took a quick glance back towards her younglings and saw them sniffing on the marked trunk. It’s good that younglings noticed the mark, they need to remember that scent for the future, those marks are signs of trouble. She moves on.

A couple of steps away and she detected the scent of a wolf. It was fresh she sniffed around and realized that the wolf traveled alone. She took a quick glance back again and her cubs were in the distance. She saw them but they were uncomfortably too far away from her. They must have found something interesting.

As she was about to turn around to go back to them, she heard sounds of rustling leaves She swiveled back and her eyes met a trudging gray wolf. It had a horrible limp, fresh blood trickled down its fur. By the looks of it, this wolf had enough desperation to venture this deep in her area alone. Unluckiness has brought this wolf to this place. The sight of the wounded limping animal caused her instinct and bloodlust to elevate.

She gave chase, it would be over quick. One heavy pounce and it would all be finished. A lone wolf wouldn’t even stand a chance against her, a heavily wounded wolf would be a free meal. Charging straight towards the wounded wolf caused it to become aware of her presence and it limped faster, distress was clearly evident on the wolf’s body posture. Its tail was tucked and ears down.

She was about to reach the limping animal but it jumped away in a burst of effort and continued limping away, she sneered and pressed on. Whenever she get close enough, the wolf seemed to have enough strength to get away and avoid her pounce. Anger swelled within her, it was as if the wolf had completely lost its pains and ailments. The wolf ran faster and it wasn’t even limping anymore.

She still followed on, it’s yelping encouraged her, she ran at the wolf at her fastest speed. Along the way the she lost sight of the wolf but still smelled its scent, birds flew away as she zoomed passed trees.

She reached a clearing and stopped. She sniffed around and strangely the scent of the wolf was gone, it vanished. She looked around and realized where she was. In the middle of the clearing was a small hill and a cave. The evident remains of a long passed corpse situated itself near the entrance of her home, the scent of the lone wolf ended there. She sniffed at the old wolf corpse, she left it there as a reminder to her and the wolves. She always felt secure whenever she came home but this time felt different.

Dread thundered through her, she bellowed and spun back. The sun was  about to set, she has unknowingly travelled quite the distance and her younglings were dangerously far away from her.

Fear and panic pervaded her thoughts as she raced back towards where she last saw her cubs. Trees and bush zipped by and a short eternity later of panicked running, she was at the exact same spot she was before, where she left her children.

She took a long breath and caught a whiff on where her cubs travelled. She followed the scent, passing by an abnormal amount of scents of different animals, wolves, hogs, foxes, bats, snakes- it made it hard for her to keep the track she followed. Tiny body parts like claws, tails, feathers, skins and limbs littered the ground. Ignoring the strangeness, she pushed on.

Soft crunching invaded her ears and the scent of blood reached her nose, her fur stood up.

She took cautious steps and turned to the other side of a tree. The scent of exposed flesh wafted through the air and she was greeted by the sight of a wild boar covered in blood feasting upon two small brutalized corpses.

She sniffed around for the scent of her cubs but the thick bloody scent of the boars’ kill melded itself with her cubs scent.

She inhaled deeply, her cubs scent was at its strongest when she pointed her head at the corpses. She exhaled and breathed in even deeper, both scents have melded with each other, it melded so well that it was as if the scent and her cubs scent were one. She could not believe that it was so.

Her pleading eyes stared upon the boars’ meal. The corpse’s were almost reduced to nothing but torn skin and mangled bones. The smell along with scent of her cubs have become unbearable, their scent both came from the mangled corpses. She ventilated, her breathe short.

Pain laced through her body as she watched the boar tore through the last pieces of meat her children carried. Her breath came in wheezing gasps as she barrelled towards the feasting boar.

How could this have happened? They were her cubs! Guilt and disgust, anger and fury ravaged through her mind, all converging on one goal. Death and destruction.

She wanted blood. This despicable thing would suffer. She was going to kill it.. Tear it limb from limb until nothing would be left of it.

Her little children. Why did this had to happen to them?’

The boar became aware of her barreling presence, it did not run nor flinch, it turned its head toward her, suicidally met her head first and ran towards her, blaring its tusks. The distance between them shrank quickly..

Defiance was evident on the impetuous boar, it wasn’t going to run. Raising her right paw and using her whole weight, she pounced. It slammed straight down into the boar, the boar answered with a challenge, by raising its tusks upward. Meat and bones impacted as heavy paw met sharp tusk.The force of the blow caused the boar’s tusk to bore through, but she did not care the least, her younglings were gone and someone had to pay, she held stronger. The boar’s head and body slams into the ground.

It was evident that Immense pain flared upon the boar. She bellowed and opened her large mouth. The boar reacted wildly at her movement, it pulled hard and its jammed tusk snapped off leaving it stuck on the bear.

Once free from her grasp, Its body strangely shrunk. The boar ran under and away from her sight. Prickling sensation flurried underneath her belly as the boar wove through, she looked down under and porcupine needles littered her belly.  

Stinging pain came as fangs bit her from behind, she moved her head around to see that, from out of nowhere a large snake had bitten her.

She watched as the snake grew in size and changed its shape into that of a wolf. Pain flourished as the bite enlarged and caused the wound it caused to expand. She thrashed around causing the wolf behind her to get yanked over. The wolf let's go.

Upon letting go, the wolf backs away and jumps, transforming into an eagle mid-air. It soared up and flew back down straight down towards her. The eagle then struck at her face. She roared and swatted at the eagle hitting nothing but air.

The eagle flew upwards and dove down again, another attempt to strike. She bounded up just before the eagle clawed her, she snapped catching the eagle by its leg, she bites hard. The leg tears off and the eagle gets thrown off into the trunk of a tree.

The eagle dazed,  grew in size, losing its feathers and replacing them with fur. It had turned back into a wolf, strangely one of its legs was missing. She spat out the eagle leg and bound towards wolf.

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Before the wolf could recover she was already upon him. She pounced the wolf and it slammed back again into the same tree, she moved in and  pinned the wolf. The action caused the wolf’s to sprawl over, exposing its side. she pounced the wolf with her paw.

She hit in an animalistic frenzy. She kept on pouncing and then hitting, then finally biting at the pinned wolf. The wolf desperately tried to snap at her trying to get her to stop, but it was off no use. Her sheer size, weight and anger filled eyes pointed out that nothing could stop her.

She bit the wolf on its exposed side and pulled hard. The wolf yelped in pain as she shook the wolf aggressively. The piece she bit tears off, she threw it away and took a larger bite. She yanked upwards and the wolf lifts off the ground. The wolfs flesh could not take the weight as it gives in and rips itself off, the wolf falls and plops back on the ground. Chunk of its flesh left between her lips. She loosened her grip and the soft sticky meat splats on the ground. She edged closer to the wolf and bit again.

It was on the wolf's belly this time, she swung her neck from right to left repeatedly, causing the wolf to get dragged around the floor like a ragdoll. As the wolf stomach rends, organs are exposed, she kept mutilating the wolf. Another loose piece dislodges from the wolf's open belly as she  butchered the wolf's mangled form. The wolf’s broken cries echoed out as she ripped the wolf piece by piece.

The wolf uselessly kicked at her but it only made her target the wolf’s legs. She bit hard and yanked. A violent sound crunching bones echoed around the forest, the wolf howled in pain as its leg separate from its body. Still the wolf kicked with the other leg, she bit the wolf’s paw in response. She bit and pulled until the last of the wolfs appendages were either ripped off or until they became useless stumps of meat.

Breathing hard she stopped and gazed at the sight of the brutalized wolf. It was panting hard, its legs were either missing or mangled beyond recognition. Since it was legless, It couldn’t run and it couldn’t properly fight back now either.

She took a heavy step on the wolf’s wounded belly, her claws sunk in inside the wolf’s open stomach piercing the wolf’s delicate organs. The wolf yelped in pain but it wasn’t over. The bear pushed in further inside, adding more weight in. The wolf screamed and twitched to its unbearable suffering. It desperately tried to push out the paw but all the wolf was able to do was uselessly slap the mangled stump of its leg at her, staining her intestine coloured fur even further.

She inched her face closer towards the wolf’s neck. Her weight going into the paw that she placed on the wolf's stomach. The wolf erratically flailed, what's left of its legs slowly retracted back into its body as its form shrank in width and elongated.  Her paw felt pressure as the body shrank and elongated.

The now bulging snake-like figure thrashed its head around as the mid-section of its body explodes from the the bears paw size.  It’s mouth agaped in pain as it continued thrashing. It was time to end it.

She took another step on the creature’s body holding it firmly in place, the creature did not take a liking to her action as it immediately struck and bit her leg. She grunted as she moved in for the creature’s neck. As she struck the snakelike creature moved its head instantly away from the bitten leg and unto her face, biting her eye. She jerked her head back and it did not let go.

Since her feet was still planted on the upper half of the snake’s body and due to the snakes persistent hold, her eye tears off slightly out of its socket. Blinded she stood back, her sight swirled. Everything was foggy as her two unaligned eyes blurred out of focus.  Her damaged eye was numb from venom. She blinked and blinked, but part of her ripped eyelid bled furiously, which made her eyesight worse. She tried to focus with her other eye but everything was still too blurry.

Her mind could not register what her damaged eye was seeing, affecting her whole vision entirely. Furious she scratched and pulled at it, more blood came out. She did not feel any pain when a piece of her damaged eye teared off, plopping uselessly on the ground.

She blinked again and everything was a little less blurry. It was already evening and the dim light, coupled with her single working eye has made it more difficult to see. Nevertheless she wanted to kill that loathsome creature. She surveyed the spot she was before, a silhouette of a snake still wriggled on the ground. She paced towards it and and stomped with her uninjured paw. It strained at her weight. She ground her paw to ensure the snake underneath her was completely squashed.

Once done she took back away from the flattened figure. She looked at it with her good eye only to realize that the snake she was stomping on was smaller in length and it doesn’t have a head. She had been attacking the severed lower half of the snake and nothing else. Even without the upper half of the snake, its lower half was still moving, even if it moved sluggishly.

She looked around and saw movement within the the bodies of her younglings. She walked over. A bloody cub sat in between them. It whined at the sight of her, she gazed over the cub.

It had a strange wounded look, Part of the cubs backside seemed to have been ripped, the edges of the ripped back rippled and expanded softly outwards slowly filling what was missing, fur flesh and bone. It’s torn stumpy legs bubbled strangely, slowly growing out paws. She walked closer, her eyes not leaving the healing cub.

Her nose touched the cubs ears. It had the same smell as her cubs. The same face, the same fur pattern. It had the the strange mix of her younglings, but clearly this was one of her own. Emotions welled within her. She let out a soft comforting sound. She savored the scent of her living cub.

But the shallow sense of relief that flooded her for the briefest moment was but an illusion, it shattered the moment she detected the bloody scent of the wolf and the snake. The cubs appearance the first time she it only made it worse.

She shook as rage filled her. How dare this creature! It tried to fool her under the loving guise of her cubs. She snarled in anger, the creature with its limbs regrown jumped back in fear and surprise. It whimpered and made itself appear vulnerable, it still persisted on trying to appease. It almost worked, her instincts screamed at her to stop causing her to hesitate briefly. It felt genuine fear its posture and scent reeked of it.

She gazed straight into the cowering cub trying to asses what her next move will be, aggression or comfort. Their eyes met for a moment and that’s when she knew, this wasn’t a young cub, fearful yes but it wasn’t a cub.

She attacked, aiming towards the cubs head. The creature, having stalled and gained enough strength and energy shrunk in size making her miss. It flew immediately after. She watched as the eagle shrunk in size. She followed it but soon after it was gone from her view. She slowed down her anger, seething. She looked down, dispirited.

She sniffed and caught a tiny whiff of blood, her younglings blood still stained the air. She looked up immediately and continued sniffing the air, the creature have unintentionally left a trail of scent. Huffing, she followed the bloody scent.

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