More wolves were filling the area again, arranging themselves in loose clusters.
The females gathered in one place, a lot of them darting strange looks at Tera, including the rest of the elderly wolves that were equal parts shocked and irritated to find a shiftless female in their midst.
The cubs were scattered amongst the various groups, and they were the most curious ones. Tera pulled the furs around her, but the evening chill was already creeping in. Her silk leaf clothes were designed for a warmer climate, and it was only now that she was noticing just how cool this area was.
The soggy air of this place wasn’t helping matters.
With how the wolves were huddled together and the strong smell of meat and blood, Tera knew it was dinner time.
Chunks of raw meat finally arrived, torn and bloody, and passed from clawed hand to clawed hand. The wolves shifted and ate in their beast forms, their jaws working through flesh and sinew with wet, tearing sounds that made Tera’s stomach turn.
One cub, no older than three, was gnawing on a strip of meat that was still partially attached to a bone. His face was smeared with blood, and he looked perfectly content.
Tera pressed a hand to her mouth.
Several wolves had plopped their meat directly onto the ground, dirtying it before eating it.
Why were they behaving like this?
Calis walked up to her. "You have not eaten."
Tera looked up at him. "I have not been given anything to eat."
He frowned. "I told them to bring you meat."
Tera looked around, finding the three wolves who had been distributing the meat. They caught Tera’s eyes, flinched, and immediately looked away.
"Well, no one gave me any." Tera sighed, then her eyes landed on the raw meat Calis was holding.
’That is a crime scene! Don’t tell me he’s going to give me that?!’
He did give her that.
Calis followed her gaze, then held it out to her. "Eat."
She shrank back. "OMG! Get that thing away from me."
Calis reared his head back, stunned by Tera’s absolute refusal. "What is that reaction? The meat is fresh!"
"It is RAW."
"Meat is eaten raw."
"What the fuck? No! Urgh! Especially not by me." Tera tightened the fur around her. "I cannot eat raw meat."
"You are saying very strange words. What is fuck?"
Tera jerked, coughing as she had nearly burst into laughter. She slapped her hand over her mouth and weakly looked up at Calis, who was taken aback by the sudden reaction from the female.
Why was she in tears?!
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"N—no—" cough "Nothing."
Tera slapped her cheeks hard, and Calis stiffened. That reaction had also earned a few jumps and shocked stares at Tera.
What sort of idiot hits herself like that?
Tera’s eyes continued to water as her cheeks stung in pain. She hadn’t meant to hit herself that hard.
[This system would die of laughter if it were capable of breathing]
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"Are you dying?" Calis asked, deeply confused.
Tera cleared her throat again. "I cannot...hmm hmm... If I eat that, I will be sick for days."
Calis looked at the meat, genuinely confused, as if the concept of a creature that couldn’t eat raw flesh was entirely new to him.
"That does not make any sense."
Tera shook her head. "I am shiftless. My body cannot digest uncooked meat properly. I need fire to cook it."
The words landed like a stone dropped into still water.
Every elder wolf within earshot went rigid.
The younger wolves looked confused, glancing between Tera and the elders, clearly not understanding why a single word had just electrified the atmosphere. But the older wolves’ reactions were immediate and visceral.
Several stood up with expressions ranging from alarm to outright horror.
’Holy hell! What did I say that would warrant this reaction?!’
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’The hell you mean by you don’t know?!’
’Burning death?!’

’Are they serious right now?’
’I mean, yes. Fire is dangerous, but I thought fire was not a new concept to these beasts!’

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