The sound of rustling leaves.
The chatter of squirrels and other small animals.
A babbling brook and footfalls of hilichurls and mitachurls as they guarded their encampment near the body of water.
The smell of greenery, damp earth, and morning dew.
Such was the norm in the wilderness, especially within the Wolvendom where nature rules above all else.
A herd of wild boar grazed upon the grass, bellowing and snorting occasionally as they ate to their heart's content, blissfully unaware of the several pairs of crimson eyes peering at them through the underbrush.
One particularly plump hog feasted on berries from the bush it stumbled upon which was far away from the rest of its herd, too distracted with the tart sweetness of the fruit as it chewed to notice its every move being watched until it was too late.
A dying screech echoes through the forest, sending birds and tiny critters scattering away in fright. The iron scent of blood fills the air, a testament to the successful hunt.
However, rather than a pack of four-legged predators or grown hunters, four little boys stood in front of the carcass instead. Draped in cloaks and cloth from the pelts of previous kills, each child sports an almost eerie set of ruby orbs which shone against the light and seemed to glow within the cover of dark. Grey mops of hair decorated their heads, reminiscent to that of their father's own wild mane that had only gotten more unruly over the years.
Each of them held weapons whose sizes fit their current young builds, from daggers to a bow and arrows. It almost looked comical to see such weaponry on children, but the dead boar that lay at their feet and the blood that stained their equipment is evidence enough that they clearly know how to use them.
"...Good work, pups"
The gruff voice that came from a small distance away from them had each boy's eyes lighting up, their expression changing from its serious disposition into one of excitement.
"Papa!Papa!Papa!Papa!" The quadruplets practically ran towards the tall, muscular scarred man who appeared from another part of the forest, seemingly turning from experienced hunters into the children they actually are.
Razor hadn't changed much over the years aside from gaining more muscle as his body became taller and broader, receiving a few new scars, but otherwise there wasn't really much change to him physically. It made him look more frightening to newcomers, but to his pack it only solidified his position as Alpha.
He'd been training his first litter of pups how to hunt for a few months now and this was their first hunt where he completely stayed at the sidelines, simply observing but otherwise leaving the whole hunt from tracking their prey up until the kill for them. Suffice to say, he isn't disappointed by their progress.
"Your mother will be happy to make food with your kill," He adds, patting each boy on the head before turning to their fresh dinner.
"Now, watch how I clean. Then we go back to the den right after."
As the Electro-wielder began the tedious process of cutting up the carcass, his sons patiently observed from the sidelines, imbedding in their minds the invaluable teachings imparted on them.
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"Mama, we're home!"
"And we got dinner!"
"Papa cut it up!"
"But we hunted it down!"
Hearing the various voices of your children, you look up from vegetables you'd been washing up to see your boys walking inside the little cottage located inside the expansive cave where the whole pack (including the wolves) resided. Sabre, Asher, Cayden, & Remus carried several kilos of meat each, nearly vibrating as they excitedly presented their kill to you like the prize it was.
"Pups did a good job today," said Razor as he walked in after your youngest, Remus.
He carried more than half of the boar meat with him, considering that the beast could weigh from 75 up to 100 kilograms, too much for them to handle despite being sturdier and stronger than most children. It was nothing for him however, all too used to lugging around even bigger kills than this in order to provide for his whole pack.
"This warrants a celebration then! Why don't you boys wash up first while I set up the grill? We can have an outdoor barbecue with everyone in the pack"
That was everything they needed to hear as they rushed towards the bathroom, leaving you at the kitchen with your husband.
"...They get that from your side of the family," you tease, stepping on the tips of your toes to elevate yourself and give the grey-haired male a peck on his lips, receiving only a low whine in response at the short kiss.
"Oh, shush! There'll be more of that later when we're done with dinner. Now help me cut this up into smaller pieces so we can start with the barbecue soon"
Despite how comically large and fierce Razor looked and acted compared to you, he almost looked like an overgrown puppy when he asks for affection. Of course, he's your overgrown puppy so it's not like you can deny him anything at the end of the day.
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