Almost a fight

Heyo fellow humans. Here Am I to talk about my advancements in the adventures of life.

First things first, 'status'.

๐—ก๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ : ๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ

๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ : ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐˜

๐——๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ : ๐—–๐˜‚๐—ฏ

๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น : ๐Ÿญ

๐—”๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ : ๐——๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฉ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐˜ƒ ๐Ÿฏ

๐—•๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—น๐˜ƒ ๐Ÿฎ

๐—˜๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐˜ƒ ๐Ÿฏ

๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—น๐˜ƒ ๐Ÿฏ

๐—ฆ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐˜€ : %๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐˜€

$#๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฐ

[๐—–๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—ฅ๐—จ๐—ฃ๐—ง๐—˜๐—— ๐—™๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—˜, ๐——๐—”๐—ง๐—” ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—”๐—ฉ๐—”๐—œ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—•๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ]

Yesterday I finally managed to leave behind my time as a newborn and enter the wondrous times of cub hood.

~yaaaay~

My dark vision's level seem to have come a long way up too, considering it has only been two weeks since I was born.

I know what you are wondering thought. 'How come bite has leveled up ?'

Well, it's simple really. This morning, dad brought a bigger share of food for mom and as she was tired of feeding me all the time, it was decided that I should try biting into meat this time, since my developing fangs are still small, I got to take care of a softer smaller part of the meat... but still...

I can't say it tasted bad, but it definitely wasn't something I was used to. You see, I used to be a vegetarian in my last life. So going from eating veggies only to a meat and milk only based diet is complicated.

So yeah, I got to practice my biting skill onto the piece of meat and ended up leveling it up. I just hope I don't do too bad when It is my time to hunt.

Even thought according to this system I'm getting better at perceiving this so called 'mana', I still have no clue of how to interact with. this is starting to bug me.

Come on world, I was promised magic, until now all I have seen are these glowing things. I demand a refund.

You know, it's actually funny t-

SQUEAAAK

??

A loud sound peaks my attention coming from something that looks like a huge bat that is getting closer to us. Dad seems to be in blocking the entrance of the small hole in the wall mom and I are resting in, asserting his dominance over here, but it doesn't seem to be working, considering the other bat is still getting closer.

'Looks like another fight is about to start'

These fights happen all the time, really. Other bats trying to get mom into them fighting dad. It usually doesn't work, since dad overpowers them with ease. Most bats around here are coreless, you see, and apparently there is a huge different in strength between a cored bat and a coreless one.

This time though, the bat that dad is up against is also cored.

Dad might be up to a challenge.

The other bat squeaks again in challenge and dad takes flight in other to prepare for the fight that is about to come.

Without a moments notice, the conflict begin with the other bat moving itself behind dad, using his higher altitude as a pivot. Dad, without much room to turn around, takes time to get in position to defend himself. Time that the other bat uses skillfully.

In an instant, the unknown bat bites firmly at what looks to be dads shoulder. A bloody smell permeates the air of the cave.

Dad doesn't give up though. He stops midair in his flight. His weight taking a toll in the other bat, making its position falter. He then uses this opportunity to try to bite onto the other bats throat side. The bats sees it, and lets go of dad, that glides down close to the wall, using his unhurt arm to take hold of himself.

So far dad seems to be in the loosing side... It kinda of makes me worry a bit.

'Are you worrying about a random bat that just so happens to be your father in another world ? why would you do that ?' might be the reasoning of some of you out there. And I can't really blame yah. I would be lying if I said it doesn't bother me if my parents die... But to say that I love them is kinda far fetched.

What really worries me though is what would the other bat do to me if he were to kill dad and won over mom... I am not his cub so he might act like lions and dispose of this extra mouth to feed ... that would be troublesome.

While lost in worries, the other bat goes for a dive right into dad, but he isn't clueless to that, oh no. He uses his extra mobility for being close to the wall and dodges the attack, staying above the unknown bat and using this advantage to scratch with his talons the other bat's wings.

Both now with low mobility are staring right into each-others eyes, awaiting a movement.

'I need to do something'

Even being smaller then the other bat, I don't trust dad is gonna win this match. The outsider is a bit bigger in the size spectrum... but what bothers me is that the mana particles inside dad are on a dimmer shade than that of the other bat. I still don't know much about mana but, I'm almost sure that dimmer equals worse.

While mom is eye stuck watching the fight expectantly, I make my way to the cranny's entrance and start getting closer to the fight, using the wall as footing.

'Whatever happens, I can't let that guy win... even a small distraction might help dads situation '

The other bat is the first one to make a move, using his still working limbs to get above dad and pin him down backwards with his feet claws. He squeaks in dads face, taunting him. Father recovers fast though and bites strongly in the enemy's arm.

Scratches appear over dads stomach area when he uses the pain the other bats feeling to get back up. He tries to use that lingering pain to make a final move over the bats back, but it backfires majestically.

The enemy bat turns around with using his still working wing to destabilize dad, that falls on the ground.

While all of this was happening, I finally get close enough to the battle to make something.... but what could I do ?

Dad is in bad shape and I have little to no confidence in even doing damage to that guy.

I'm right behind the enemy while he is approaching his fallen adversary. Dad turns back up slowly and looks at the bat and then at me. He knows I'm up to something.

'It's now or never ' I think.

Making a run for it, I flap my small wings trying to get to the enemy bat faster. It works. But midair I lose control and my face ends up closer to his legs, instead of his throat like I wished... but in this situation, we use what we can get, right ?

I open my small fanged mouth and bite hard at the other bat's leg. My maw starting to hurt right from the beginning thanks to not being used to... well, being used.

The bat squeaks high in pain, and as I hoped, dad doesn't let that chance escape. He goes for a throat bite, he gets there, but not before the enemy shake me off from his feet, throwing me over to the wall with enough force to knock me out.

Before succumbing to the darkness though, I hear a small sound that makes me relax a little...

[ ๐—˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ]

[ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ-

And then everything turned black again.

Again... wasn't I in a cave ?