Pig of luck

When the female beast parted her jaws, sharp triangular teeth were exposed. The barbed tongue was flat, but when she exhaled there seemed to be a smoky cloud, spreading to surround her and the nearby greenery. Making it seem as though the greenery area was much colder than her actual temperature.

When she spoke, the wolves could not help but to be enthralled by it. ‘Beast males, why are you following this great one? Do you wish to become this one’s meal to fill this one’s empty stomach?’

The words were directly spoken in their mind. Outwardly, majestic they heard the strange laughter coming from her. The laughter which should force them to retreat in fear caused their marrows to feel calm.

Even though her voice was majestic enough to strike fear in the wolves. It had a musical undertone to it, drawing the three who had returned with the prey.