Author's note : Hello again guys I'm here with another chapter. There is a little difference within this chapter, I've decided to do some informational paragraph's in the start of each chapter, giving some information on the world or creature's within the world. I will not divulge any plot points or something along those lines in the the texts. It's either going to be about some parts of the world within the story, different creatures or legends from the past within the world. There will also be texts going into deeper detail about certain items or creatures that have already been shown in the story, for those who want a more detailed explanation and history behind it. But that will only be after the item will have been shown in the story. Hope you enjoy the chapter guys.
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The stoneclaw lions are feline creatures that got their names after their stone claws, sharp and rugged claws sturdier than most rock, yet just like normal claws they grow longer with time. Stoneclaw lions usually spend a great deal of time sharpening and maintaining their claws as they are one of their most formidable weapons. But they do not only have stone claws their bones and teeth are also made out of the same stone material. And just as their claws they sharpen and grind their teeth just as much to be able to rip flesh and crush bones. They have a majestic light gray mane, the longer the mane the older the beast is. The alpha is always the oldest of the pack as they carry more power, just like any other magical beast they have inner energy which matures with age and various other factors.
Their natural habitat are rocky areas, usually caves mountain ranges or sometimes even deserts, they draw strength from the rocks around them, absorbing the energies of the nature of stone. They are carnivorous creatures that stalk their pray for hours enjoying the thrill of the hunt. As they are usually very confidant in their hunting skills, they even bare fangs against much bigger foes as they attack in a pack. They are very territorial creatures and usually try to expand and take over most rocky area's with brute force.
Yet in the hierarchy of magical creatures they are far down in the ranks, but they make up for this in numbers and stealth. Even though they are usually quite weak their pack is never far behind, so proceed with caution when dealing with these felines
Magical creatures of Feline decent Vol. 1.
//Thoragg Thirft.
“Let's get going Sköll, don't you want to see something else,besides rocks?” The feral boy said as he looked to his younger brother, which was currently sniffing around for all the unfamiliar smells.
Sköll quickly barked with a short “Ruff” as he started running down the trail, and the feral boy quickly follows, as they make their way through the rocky area, they are situated within the forest, a sight to behold. Green grass covering all, thick lavish tree's with giant crowns, rocks covered in a florescent very subtle light green moss, there are red and black birds with long curved beaks, and just about 30 cm in height. these birds where called Mahog birds, which are sitting in the tree crowns, referring to the mahog fruit, which they base their diet on. The fruit is a red fruit oval fruit with a watery substance of fruit meat, with a very sweet taste, that is a very sought after fruit within most of the land.
“Look up in the tree's Sköll, those are Mahog birds, they live mostly of fruits and berries, they are creatures that fly through the sky, they are a species so free, that are able to see the point of view that we had on top of the mountain at any given time.” The feral boy exclaimed as he had his head tilted up, looking at the birds with an admiration strong enough to quell his jealousy of their freedom.
“RUFF, RUFF, RUFF!!” Sköll braked with short intervals while running around in circles, with his eyes fixed on the birds.
As the birds extended their wings and flew to the skies due to the noise of the small wolf, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and stared blankly on the birds, being so fascinated that the birds could just take of and fly to a new scenery whenever they felt the need for it.
“I guess you scared them away Sköll, I know that all this is new to you and you are getting more and more curious and riled up by the sights you are seeing, but remember to respect nature and it's inhabitants, we all share this place, no one reigns over the wilds, which is why it's called the wilds, referring to the untamable thing that is nature, hundreds, thousands, even millions could live in forests if big enough. And they all co-exist with each other, yet some are more "wild" than others, unruly creatures that fight for the pleasure of it, so always be careful when you are out and about in the wilds.” The feral boy preached to his younger brother, in an attempt to raise his brother to be free yet respectful and not rash, for Skölls own pleasure and protection.
Sköll didn't do his usual bark this time, no he just sat there flat on his butt and listened carefully with wide open eyes. It would seem that even though playful and energetic Sköll still wanted to listen carefully to his brother, as a young child would sit and listen to stories told by their parents, of course his attention might not be the best with all the distractions, yet he tried his best not to be side tracked by all the new things around him.
“Hey, Sköll see that branch where the Mahog birds were just sitting before they flew away? Do you see anything particular on that branch?” The feral boy spoke as he pointed towards a cluster of oval objects hanging on the outskirts of a branch.
Sköll looked up to where his older brother had pointed, and his eyes lit up as soon as he saw the oval object, instantly knowing it's food. Becoming ever so exited yet remaining still as his nose started to twinkle, picking up on the sweet scent.
“That there is the Mahog fruit, it's a fruit that the Mahog birds are named after, or actually.... It might be the other way around now that I think about it. It's rather sweet and would serve as a very good first meal for you, to introduce you to the world of food haha, it's quite delectable.” The feral boy said as he was quite perplexed about what came first, the fruit or the bird? But quickly turned into excitement as Sköll seemed quite excited.
“RUFF RUFF RUFF!” Sköll started barking as he yearned for the sweet nectar of that fruit, in a frenzy he started running up against the tree and tried his best to climb the broad and thick tree, to no success unfortunately. He then quickly turned over to his older brother, with a look of deep sadness in his eyes, they were wide opened and slightly watery, with his brows curved downwards, looking at his older brother in peril as he so badly wanted this fruit.
“HAHA, if that isn't "Puppy eye's" then I don't know what it is hahaha, sorry Sköll but your expression is just too adorable to not laugh at, you really are a cute little rascal Sköll.” laughing hysterically at Sköll's facial expression trying to hold back the laughter, yet he is unable to do so, holding his stomach as it aches from all the recent laughing fits he has had.
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“RUFF!!!!” Sköll barked with a deep tone as his expression has turned into a more frustrated one, his forehead wrinkled up avbit, his eyebrows stayed in a similar position yet his eyes squinted a bit.
This only escalated the feral boys laughing fit, becoming louder and he crumbled a bit to the ground as he was holding onto his stomach even tighter on his knees, while resting on one elbow.
Not quite understanding the situation, Sköll still understood that his older brother was making fun of him, he started bearing his teeth.
“Wait Sköll no, no, no you don't want to do that... it's all in good fun right?..” The feral boy said as he was gasping for air, still unable to quite break his laughing fit.
Sköll not wanting to show any mercy to anyone laughing at him started to stand up, still bearing his teeth he had his hind legs extended, wiggling his behind left and right.
“Wait Sköll can't we settle this in a more civilized manor? please?..” The feral boy said with a slightly worried look to his face.
A long winded“Ruff...” came out as he geared up for his lunge, his front paws digging slightly into the grass, and off the small creature leaped.
“CAN'T WE TALK ABOUT THIS!?” Came out from the mouth of the feral boy, in a higher pitch squeal as he saw his younger brother mid air on a straight coarse towards his leg.
Sköll flew towards his prey as he bit down into the calf of the feral boy, latching on with his whole body vertically to his calf, with his legs wrapped as far around as possible for a better grip.
“AW, AW, AW DAMMIT Sköll what got into you?” The feral boy yelled out as he managed to stand himself up, flinging his leg back and forth, trying to get Sköll to loosen his grip.
A mumbled muffled “ruff” was heard as Sköll was still latched on to his legs, to protect his pride he refused to let go.
“Okay, okay, let go Sköll I'm sorry for making fun of you!” The feral boy screamed out whilst still flinging him around on his leg.
As Sköll heard his apology he let lose of his grip and landed softly on the green grass. Whilst staring into his older brother's eyes, with such conviction.
“I guess I shouldn't make to much fun of you huh, I sincerely apologize and I'll promise I'll keep that in mind, haha.” The feral boy said with a wide grin as he chuckled towards the end, seeing as his brother seems to be a very proud and strong willed individual.
Sköll then proceeded with his usual antic, his head held high as he had protected his pride and showed who's boss.
They then tussled around and play fight a bit whilst laughing, Sköll had a playful expression as he was nibbling away at his older brother, not actually feeling much as Sköll was a newly born wolf his teeth were not that sharp, yet he wanted to play along, and had just as much fun Sköll whilst wrestling around on the green grass.
“phew, that was fun” The feral boy said with a slight sigh as he was exhausted laying on the grass with his arms around his forehead trying to catch his breath.
A short “Ruff!” was let out as Sköll equally tired was laying next to him on all four, hyper ventilating to regulate his breathing and temperature.
“What do you say about getting ourselves an after workout snack to replenish our energies?” The feral boy exclaimed as he looked up to the Mahog fruits dangling from the tree's.
Sköll quickly became excited as he stood straight up and started barking at the fruit.
“Okay then let me just get up there.” The feral boy said as he stood below the tree.
“RUFF!” Sköll barked as he was waiting in anticipation, his tail out of control whipping all over the place slamming into the green grass.
The feral boy geared up for a jump, squatting down on one knee, then suddenly kicked of the grass, leaving the grass rustling where he knelled, landing one foot on the tree, kicking of the bark of the tree trunk, making some debris fly of as he once again kicked off, quickly grabbing the branch above him, then using the momentum of the jump to swing around branch, flying up into the air and finally landing standing up on the thick branch.
Sköll started barking and jumping in place in admiration of his older brothers agility, it happened in just mere seconds but to Sköll it seemed much longer than that.
The feral boy starts walking over to the outskirts of the branch, laying down flat on the branch and twisted of the thick stem that holds the cluster of Mahog fruit, it resembled a chandelier but instead of lights or candle's there were 12 oval somewhat transparent light red Mahog fruits, in the palm of his hands it felt squishy, a very thin skin around which you could see inside the fruit like colored glass, giving the yellow fruit meat a slight red shine.
“Think fast Sköll!” The feral boy yelled as he broke of one of the fruits from the stem, underhand throwing it lightly towards Sköll.
Sköll followed the falling fruit with his eyes with great determination, gearing up for a jump he kicked of with his hind legs and cleanly clenched down his fangs into the squishy red fruit, most of the fruit was gulped down quite fast, the rest splashing in every direction in a drizzle of fruit juice and meat.
“How is it little brother? it's delectable isn't it? Haha.” The feral boy yelled as with a wide smile as he chuckled at how delighted Sköll looked.
A loud burst of “Ruff” was heard as Sköll looked at his older brother with a very playful smile, with his face wet from the residue fruit that didn't fit in his mouth.
“haha glad you liked it Sköll, you really are a messy eater though, we should probably take a bath when we get home, or stop by the nearest lake haha.” The feral boy said as he jumped down from the tree landing infront of Sköll giving him yet another fruit.
Sköll gladly chomps down on the fruit, being non the less messy about it this time either. The feral boy sits down with his back resting against the tree trunk, enjoying a fruit for himself as he looks to his over joyed little brother munching down on his first ever meal. The fruit tasted extremely sweet, and the texture could only be explained as watered down gelatin, next to no chew resistance, it's quite a messy fruit to eat as it's near to impossible to not spill any of the nectar within it.
Yet this situation might be short lived as there was a group of predators stalking them in the bushes lying in ambush, waiting for any chance to strike, bloodthirsty and with a grudge, they wait for the kill...
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Author's basement : Hope you enjoyed the chapter and wohoo, there might be some action coming around the corner rustling within those bushes next chapter, hopefully I'll get the next chapter done within the week but can't promise anything but just wanted to let you guys know. Hope you guys have an amazing day today, and if not I hope it'll get better ^^