gentle beast

17

The entire sky over the Elk Village was filled with smoke, tendrils of grey rising in spirals where they fused into rays of light and dissipated.

A little closer in the distance, the curtain of darkness pulled forward bit by bit and the black spotlight poured forward. Where ever it went, the bright sky was divided into two black-and-white halves of the world.

Night came quietly behind Eric and quickly passed over his head, instantly engulfing him in darkness.

Fortunately, the bonfire in the yard was still lit and illuminated everything in front of him.

Eric’s body was stiff and he stared at the large leopard before him for half a minute, only for his legs to soften and he almost fell to the floor.

Although Eric was the strongest warrior of his race, he still could not be put into the eyes of the ferocious leopard race.

He typically only led the race to resist the attack of some weak carnivorous species, such as foxes, weasels, etc. but never dared to content with the large cat species.

On one hand, their speed was inferior to the leopard race.

On the other, the leopard’s ferocity was worse than the others.

But most importantly, the main source of food for the leopards were the deer race.

Many of Eric’s companions were dead in the mouths of the leopards. One could only imagine, the moment he saw a leopard, especially one of this extraordinary caliber, how much panic and fear must have been in his heart.

Eric held tight to the door frame, and his first instinct was to run away.

He turned and quickly ran out of the room, but his antlers were too large and they hit the door with a loud “bang”, and the whole cabin swayed with his hit.

At the same time, his antlers were stuck in the gap between the frame.

Eric twisted his body and looked inside as he struggled.

Ryan laid on the bed and made a move to show he was greatly dissatisfied, bearing his teeth in aggression.

The girl beside him was disturbed by the sound and her eyebrows creased into a frown.

Because she was too tired, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu did not even wake up and rolled over, raising her hand to rub her eyes and falling back to sleep.

Ryan raised a claw and his large claw was bigger than the girl’s cheek, and he set it next to her ear. It covered up her exquisitely delicate face slightly.

“Just be quiet,” the heavy, unhappy voice sounded out and reverberated in this tiny wooden house. Then, he slowly, without any civility, threatened, “Make noise and I’ll eat you.”

Eric held his breath and swallowed nervously, afraid to make even the slightest noise.

Even the antlers were suddenly lighter and moved easier.

He finally pulled them out of the door and turned around, watching the leopard on the bed lifting his paw to hover over the girl’s head.