[SVT] SEVENTEEN Fanfiction || G.A.M.E.S : Gotta MakE it and Survive

CHAPTER 7

[YUMI'S P.O.V]

I was deep in the woods, seeking edible fruits to nibble on later. There's another reason I'm gathering fruits, and it has something to do with the boys.

After discovering they could contact us via the G.A.M.E.S. Messaging section, Heric started a group chat and added me, Angela, and the other Seventeen members.

This happened just when I believed I could relax from their presence in my own home in the real world. As a result of Heric's unnecessary remark about my fruit cake, the members kept acting like toddlers and requesting that I make them one.

Fortunately, Angela kindly offered to help me with housework while I cooked the requested fruit cake.

To be honest, I feel like the mother of 14 children, Heric included, and it's tiring! This experience made me appreciate all mothers; I'm not sure how they manage us without going insane.

After a few minutes of walking in the woods, I collected a handful of berries for my dish.

If you're wondering why I'm not buying fruits from the market when it's much easier, it's because I didn't want to waste my money and instead practiced my hunting skills.

If I may say so myself, it is very useful.

I placed the peaches I had picked inside the basket with the help of my partner, Art. I've grown to like my familiar as I've gotten to know her more.

She assists me whenever I require assistance; her power is nature, and she enjoys expressing herself through art. She is very compassionate and does not pass judgment on others.

She reminded me of a devoted dog. I don't deserve someone as sweet as she is. When I see her being so compassionate, it makes me sad for how humanity has devolved in the real world.

"I think this is enough for now," I remarked as I stuffed the last of the peaches into the basket.

"Would you like me to assist you in the kitchen, master?"

"Thank you; that would be very helpful."

We were headed back home when we heard a horse neighing in distress mixed with screams to our right. The unexpected, jumbled noise made me raise my brows in surprise.

I turned to her, and Art instantly knew what I wanted her to do. She gave a nod and flew towards the disturbance to see what was ahead of us, and I followed her behind.

As Art flew closer to inspect the mess, I crouched behind the woods so these people wouldn't notice me spying on them.

"It's a Pegasus and a baby Fenrir!" she telepathically announced. What she said perplexed me. I knew what a Pegasus was, but a baby Fenrir was foreign to me.

"Danger! The animals are in grave danger!"

I swiftly moved from my hiding location when I noticed five hunters around the unfortunate Pegasus, who was heroically guarding another animal, which I assumed was the baby Fenrir.

The humans had a threatening appearance and a desire for both creatures. One of them threw an arrow at the winged horse, causing it to fall to his knees in anguish while the humans celebrated.

"Keep it up!" they exclaim. It was both diabolical and horrifying to watch.

I gasped in shock and instinctively placed my open hand in front of me, pointing at them. "Tornado!" I yelled as a medium-sized tornado swept away the hunters. Away from the creatures.

Despite the departure of those devil hunters, the Pegasus saw me and felt I was a threat. In anguish, he rose up gingerly, still protecting the injured baby Fenrir.