Scroll Of Wrath [BETA] COMPLETE

|Chapter 2| The cosplaying rabbit

Since she was healed, it was easier to traverse the inhospitable forest, though climbing a piece of root could still take her half an hour. The wood was slippery and painful to grab onto. As a human, Hadassah found this world really was not meant for her kind. She marvelled at how humans barely had any adaptations to live here. Why were they the only species without any significant traits? They also couldn't transform, so they were seen as extremely weak creatures. The only reason humans became so powerful was because of their ability to tame beastmen.

Notorious, the first human queen, had over 300 husbands and 700 concubines in her court. Her death was understandably gruesome, and her title as the 'Queen of Debauchery' wasn't one her people could stomach.

Hadassah moved through the dark, quiet woods without a location in mind, hoping to find somewhere hidden and barren to call home for a while. Preferably somewhere with a natural water source. She slid down a piece of bark, her feet feeling the wet squelch underneath her. She winced as she stepped on a sharp piece of wood. She desperately needed new shoes, but most beastmen did not wear shoes, so buying a pair was impossible.

Shoes were sometimes worn by the rich as a sign of their wealth, so even if she did find shoes, she wouldn't be able to afford them.

Her stomach rumbled, but she tried to ignore it. Foraging for wild vegetables was her best option, but as long as she was on the move without a disguise, it would be hard to find edible food safely. The moment she could, she would weave a pair of exquisite rabbit ears. Upon close inspection, they would look odd, but from afar, they would seem fine.

Her shadow was directly under her feet by the time she came across signs of life. Small scratch marks along the bark marked the territory of a minor clan.

She sighed in relief. Most beastmen didn't know much about humans to question her, and the chance of finding someone knowledgeable was even less with a minor clan. Judging from the scratch marks, she guessed it was a rabbit tribe. Other than the fox tribe, they were the most populous. The fox tribe did not often associate with other tribes due to their relationship with the Fox Spirit tribe, one of the five great clans along with the Sky Deities, the Celestials of the Sea, the Vermilion Birds, and the Seers.

The five great tribes ruled the beast world. Each tribe had a select few minor tribes under them. The Fox Spirit tribe had the fox tribe and the bloodhounds under their banner. Most minor tribes did not have the privilege of gaining the protection of a major clan.

The rabbit tribe relied on their numbers and their intellect to survive, and so they were the most advanced in terms of skilled kesems. It was a blessing to have one kesem in a tribe, but due to their numbers, they could have up to five.

Soon enough, Hadassah began to hear signs of life. She was getting closer to the rabbit tribe. Her stomach growled again at the thought of the food that would be available to her soon. She needed to get some money, though; her bag was lost when she fell into the sea. All her hard-earned money gone, just like that. She could only sigh and take it as the price for coming out of that ordeal alive.

She came across a main path and finally noticed a carriage coming up the road. She stood to the side, letting it pass, but it stopped in front of her.

A man with a straw hat covering his face, with a pair of pristine white bunny ears popping out of his head, peered at her. She saw the gleam of what looked like a pair of glasses under his hat. He was also wearing shoes—a pair of brown leather boots—indicating he must at least be a merchant.

"Do you need a ride?" he asked.

"No, it's fine. I don't have anything to pay you with," she replied politely. Angering a merchant before she even reached the tribe would be foolish.