How Mutants Reproduced (2)

The small head, with a mark from the injury, peeked out, and a thin pale arm reached towards them. He wasn't too scared of Ren because he could heal from most things.

Using his hand that didn't have fingers, he pointed at the soup and said, "Can I have some?" He talked in a tiny voice, sounding like a young kid.

Ren looked at him but didn't speak. He first gave more soup to Kestrel and then filled a metal can with what was left. He slid the pot over to the creature, keeping his distance.

Even though Ren was really strong and good at fighting, he didn't always choose to fight. He knew that sometimes there were other ways to handle problems in the Polluted Zone. He used to be a leader who was really good at using things like tools, magic drinks, food, and other tricks to avoid fights.

The tiny mutant rushed over, grabbed the hot pot, and tried to pull it back to its hiding place.