Under the blue sky which has a few scattered white spots, lies a vast land that is still covered by a layer of eternal snow. The land was not flat, but rather undulating land forming mountains that stretched from east to west. And as usual, this year too, only the white color continues to paint these mountains with white snow, which makes them look like mountains of ice, or as I am commonly called the White Mountains.

And on this white carpet that was so cold, running two adorable creatures with pure white fur that was as long as an adult's palm. They hugged each other, rolled over, and then chased each other until they formed irregular footprints on this white carpet.

Sure enough, they were my brothers, who were so engrossed in welcoming the cold morning.

I?

I just curled up silently yawning in front of our nest cavity, or our home which was a small cave stuck into a frozen cliff.

<...Well, everywhere in the world, kids are as energetic as ever.>

That's what's on my mind even though I also include children like them.

*BARK**BARK**BARK* (Barking sound)

Suddenly coming from the other side, there was a barking sound that sounded like a call.

Hearing that sound, the two white furry creatures that were previously engrossed in playing, suddenly became silent and then ran happily towards the source of the sound. I who heard the sound also raised my head, looked around for a moment, and then reluctantly got up lazily and walked slowly over to the white-furred creature that looked much bigger. From the looks of it, dense white fur all over the body and tail, a 1-meter long body, and a muzzle like a wolf's. It was clearly the appearance of a white fox. But different from the fox I know, this time the white fox had two tails, indicating it was a different species. Still, the fact I couldn't believe the most was that this fluffy, white furry thing was my mother.

Exactly, two weeks ago, somehow I was reborn as the daughter of that white-fur creature. Not as a human, but as a beast.

Really, I wonder what game hell I'm in.

Do I have a sin of killing animals like foxes?

As for the insects, it's clear that I have killed them or rather often, even said to be their natural killer. But for cute animals like cats, dogs, let alone foxes, obviously I've never done that. So why am I now a creature like them?

I can only sigh in resignation. Never would I have thought, my afterlife would be as a baby white fox. I wonder, is heaven not welcoming me? As a result, I entered the reincarnation cycle and underwent the punishment game as a baby beast. It would be fine if I was reborn as a human, but if it's a beast, it's a difficult thing for me to live with. However, their way of life is different from humans.

<...Like this, now, what awaits me is a torture routine that I'm still not used to.>

*BARK**BARK* (Barking sound)

Perhaps seeing that I was so slow in walking, my mother called out to me and told me to hurry up and eat. It couldn't be helped, I quickly quickened my steps and caught up with my brothers who had started tearing apart something that smelled pungent and had blood splattered on it.

Like that, right when I approached my mother and siblings who were busy tearing food. I saw the corpse of a rodent-like rabbit that had been torn apart with blood and internal organs strewn all over it.

Exactly, this is something that I can't get used to as my food from the past to maybe the future.

Reluctantly, I slipped to the side of my two brothers, who were a bit bigger, and began ripping the flesh off this rabbit-like creature that was a bit shapeless. Trying to close my eyes, I held my breath as I tore apart these disgusting things.

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After a while, the food ran out and my siblings started cleaning each other's mouths and hair by licking each other and my mother also licking their hair including mine. For me? Since I can't clean myself, I resignedly leave the cleaning of my white fur to the tongues of my mother or my two brothers. Still, even if I'm willing to be licked by others, I don't want to lick other people's bodies. I feel that it's dirty, so I will one-sidedly become a person who can only be licked without being able to lick back.

By licking our own bodies, that's how we clean ourselves. If there is a part that can not be reached, we (actually not including me) will lick each other. As a form of affection, my mother also often licked my body and my two brothers.

in the flow of my imagination that can not be reached, I resignedly gave my body to be licked by my mother. Still, under these conditions, I also looked for opportunities to find my mother's milk. Because before I could only eat a little, and I was still hungry. So in every possible way to satisfy my hunger, I started to suckle from my mother.

At first, I was also reluctant to breastfeed from my mother, but because at that time I was just a weak newborn and it was also my only source of food, after a few routines, breastfeeding from my mother had become normal. It was also tastier than raw meat which still smelled of blood. And so, while I was still being spoiled by my mother, my two brothers were running around again after having their fill of breakfast.

...

It's probably been a month since I was born as a white fox, and I have started to understand my situation. I've also gotten used to eating animal meat raw, although I'm still picky about eating meat that looks clean. Luckily, the land is covered in ice, so no dirt gets mixed into our food. Still, the law of the jungle prevailed and I only got the tiniest bit of share in our food struggle, which made my growth lag even more. What's more, my mother was no longer giving me breast milk, which made me the tiniest and skinniest.

What I concluded was that there was a possibility of me being reborn in a different world than the earth I knew. After a month of looking around me, that's the closest possibility.

First, it was clear from the appearance of my mother who was a white fox with two tails. At first, I thought it might just be an unusual mutation since after all my brothers and I are only one tail. But after seeing the prey that my mother brought, it was also not a familiar animal on earth. I'm starting to doubt the world I live in now. Still, I wonder why only mothers have two tails while their children only have one tail. And then I got the answer as the second cause.

Chances are, once white foxes reach a certain age, they'll grow a new tail. I don't know the process, because I got this answer when I saw some of our kindred foxes, adult white foxes that are like mothers, have two and sometimes three tails. Since these mountains seem to be the white fox's native habitat, it is natural for some species like us to meet and greet each other or fight over their territory. Of course, in terms of territorial defense, all was left to my mother while my two brothers and I fled to the depths of our nest cave.

And when they clashed to defend their territory, that was when I got the third reason why this is a different world than Earth. One day, in our house there was a guest who looked like my mother, a little bigger than my mother, and had two tails, like my mother. At first, I thought it was my father, but after seeing my two brothers running into the depths of the nest and my mother stepping forward and groaning hatefully, that's when I understood they were conflicted. And the way they come into conflict is something that really surprises me.

I saw the two foxes, my mother and the guest growling at each other in alarm, and the white fur that surrounded them stood up. Then for some reason, a cold wind suddenly blew and surrounded the two white foxes. At first, I thought it was natural, but seeing how the cold wind then surrounded the two of them like a small tornado, I understood that my guess was wrong. As the cold wind focused more and more around the two, the two foxes suddenly became twice as large as before and began to collide with each other with their mouths and claws.

They fight, attack each other, and defend themselves like wild animal fights, but at a higher level. That level is something I can't admit to within the realm of my common sense, more precisely human common sense. When the claws were swung, cold air would rush out sharply and when the fangs were thrust, frozen spit would be spewed out. They are very quick in their movements, and also they are precise in their actions. In a trance, they fought each other with the definite intent to kill.

Like that, when my mother waved her claws, cold air rushed out sharply and the other side would use its tail which had thick fur as a defensive wall. Even so, it was enough to encourage the other side. But my mother wasn't satisfied with that, my mother jumped back high and took a good distance from the other side. After that, my mother suddenly opened her mouth and the cold wind that was previously surrounding her body shifted and centered back towards the front of my mother's mouth. Then the cold wind concentrated as if trying to merge and then formed a flat piece of ice with a sharp point. And without waiting for the opponent to make a move, my mother released flat icicles toward the white fox in front of her in a flash. Not having time to dodge, the fox received a flat ice attack from my mother beside its belly. Even so, the ice did not injure the fox's body as the dense white fur surrounded its body and served as a natural defense. But it seemed to have quite an effect, because after all the icicles shot by mother were hard and fast, which caused an inevitable impact effect. As a result, after the two of them growled at each other again, the fox that was our guest took a step back in annoyance. Its annoyance was shown by continuing to growl while glaring at my mother.

And I, who couldn't keep up with what was happening, was so shocked or maybe amazed by the supernatural scene that had just happened in front of me, which led me to the conclusion that this was a different world, maybe.