A/N: Sexual harassment, violence, demeaning behavior, mention of drugs. If this bothers you, please go to the next chapter. I have a question.
Do you think I should rewrite the story or continue on like this? Also, any suggestions for the story are welcome.
Len weaved away from a larger member who tried tackling him before kicking another beastman away. Yves keeps a tight grip on Len's hair as the tan-skinned man leaps in the air and steps on a cat beastman's face. He quickly gained ground to catch up to the beastmen in front, something a coyote beastman noticed.
"Shit, shit, shit!" A bull beastman cursed as he looked behind him to see that their leader was covering the distance without problem. "Damn it, we need to stop him at his tracks before he gets home."
"But you will lose your chance!" A tiger feral commented.
"It is better than allowing that cub to get something he did not earn." He said, coming to a stop and placing the goods on the ground. Then he charged over to Len. The other men look at each other in agreement and place their goods down to follow.
"No, you go ahead." A fox feral told a wolf beastman. "We hold him off. There is no way he can handle us all without letting go of that cub or dropping his supplies."
The wolf hesitated to follow his command, but the sight of Len sending a beastman flying to a tree got him shook.
"I MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO USE MY HANDS BUT I HAVE NO PROBLEM KICKING YOU BASTARDS!!!" Len's roar made the man take a couple steps back before booking it away from the scene.
"Let go of him!!" Yves snapped, kicking a beastman in the face when he attempted to pull him off.
"Knock the fruits out of his hand!" One yelled making sure to have a strong hold on Len's left leg, hugging it for dear life as Len tried to kick him off. Another one clung on to his other leg, Len looks away from the man and focus on the twenty beastmen that chose to abandon the race to try and get him disqualified.
"Really?" Len muttered, trying to stop the urge to let loose instead focused on the lone feral that kept was getting closer to the finish line by the second. "Yves, you remember the lesson on how to fall without getting yourself hurt too much."
"...Yeah?" Yves's eyes widen when he was suddenly thrown towards their village.
"WIN IT!!" Len shouted as he held the basket above his head as he began to get stock pail.
A scream causes the feral look over his shoulder for a second before nearly tripping at the sight of Yves coming flying towards him. He doubles his pace trying to strain to get there before the flying teen. Diving into the village just in time for Yves to crash into ground rolling until he comes to a stop.
"Did I win?" Yves slurred out before blacking out.
"We did men!" A wolf beastman roared victorious, throwing his fist in the air. The rest of the scavengers cheered with him.
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