A males fate in the beast world

Jerky and other mysteries

I woke up due to the warm morning sun on my fur and the light smell of spring in my nose, brought to me by a breeze from the fields behind the lake. The female still slept peaceful at my abdomen.

I nudged her gentle once and she stirred in a half asleep state. The second time , she opened her less swollen eyes, rubbed them with a hand and yawned. Having my first mission of the day accomplished, i stood up and walked to the lake for some water.

Meanwhile the female had made it to a sitting positon and rummaged trough her fur object. Her hair was falling messy around her face, limiting her sight during the search. I made my way back without taking my eyes of her.

When i arrived at our campsite, she seem to have found, what she was searching for. Another two small skin bags, judging from the smell, filled with meat stripes and some dried fruits were brought out from the fur thing.

She pointed at one of the bags and told me it was for me. I wanted to retort and tell her that males do not eat the food for females. But her eyes showed that she would not take a 'no' for an answer. So i saved my breath, thanked her, sat down to eat my breakfast.

It is a strange feeling to be fed by a female, i thought as i looked in a daze at the meat stripes in front of me. The female caught my blunt stare at them and explained that it is called jerky. "Do you wanted to know how it was made? ", she asked while trying to get the loose strands of hair back into the string.  

My first impression of the jerky was really good. It seemed to be the perfect travel food and maybe even something that can be stored a long time over winter. I felt myself getting a bit excited. That is why i nooded at her quiet enthusiastic. Due to my reaction, the female chuckled and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

The way she short but still detailed explained, gave the impression that she had done it before. Probably she talked with the dead wolf about it before and he made it for her.

The process sounded really easy to me. Slice the meat as thin as possible, put the spices on, let it operate and finally dry the meat over a fire. The only difficult part seemed to be the provision of what she called pepper. But apart from that, i could make it for her with ease as well.

After she finished her food, i reminded her about the need to shift start our journey. She immediately gasped her fur object and stood up. Suddenly the females face showed a perceptiv expression. After a slight cough, she pointed at the fur object at her back and revealed that it is called backpack. To my mind it sounds like a good name for something you pack on your back. To signal my comprehesion, i nodded my head.

I transformed and let her climb on my back. When she found herself a comfortable position, i started to run with half the speed compaired to yesterday.

Lets get this journey quickly done.

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Running across a huge field, having a few trees standing here and there as well as many lush green bushes of different kinds, a large silver tiger with a small female on his back could be seen. The unusual duo was watched by the normal animales, inhabiting the area, with critical eyes. Normally you would see a female travel with lots of males by her side and at a much slower pace, than this two. So her male must be especially strong or just a total fool.

But because their instinct told them it is rather the first then the second, no one bothered the travelers. Not even a hungry pack of normal wolfs dared to go after them.

Both, Winston and Kathy, did not active watched out for their surroundings, as they were occupied with other things.

Winston, engrossed in thought, calculated the time needed to reach the beast city and pondered about other things as well.

It would take a hole week running at fast speed for him alone to get there. With a normal female it would take two month or even more, depending on the females character. One week compaired to two month... there is a reason why not many travel with their female. It is simple just bothersome. At least the female this time, has a good character.

He felt her tight grip on his fur as she tried to hold herself steady on his back. Winston considered for a moment to go a bit slower, but with their current speed, they could make it in a month time there.

He needed to get as soon as possible a good distance between this female and himself. The reason simply, that he did not want to grow attached, when the rejection would definetly come. Winston could not afford to get rejected by her, because he was not ready to pick up his heart from the ground again.

Still, he could not help but wonder what kind of beast orc she was, not even complaining once the hole day and just asking him to stop when it was really neccessary.

On the other hand Kathy tried to hold herself stable on the tigers back. She noticed that he went much slower then yesterday, but it still took nearly all her concentration to accomplish this task.

The way they travel, reminded her of the time Jon brought her to the forest... No! Kathy stopped her train of thoughts midway. It already took her complete strength to stay where she was. So no strenght left for tears.

She does not want to burden Winston further. He already goes to such hassle for a strange female like her. Winston is a bit stiff and not good with words, but one of the kindest males she ever met.

Did she even deserve his help? Would he end up dead like Jon, because he met her? Even trought Kathy tried to stop it, dark thoughts started to cloud her mind.

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As Winston noticed the females grip getting weaker and weaker, he started to look out for a good resting spot.