Chapter 2: The Beast
The woman ate the corpse, felt some strength regained, and continued to hurry, after walking for a long time, came to a dilapidated city god temple, wanted to rest, who knew that the stomach suddenly cramped, afraid that she was about to give birth, she hurriedly lay down, her legs slightly arched, the pain in the abdomen became more and more, the lower body flowed amniotic fluid and blood, she screamed loudly in pain, but the child still could not come out, she tried all her strength to squeeze the child out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When her strength was about to run out, she felt a pain in her lower body as if it was about to tear, and she felt that something came out of her lower body. If you don't give birth to a child. Afraid that the two of them would die here today, the woman was in a hurry, thought about it, and looked resolute as if she had made a decision, and suddenly saw the woman holding both sides of the passage of the lower body with her hands, and with both hands, she tore the lower body alive and took out the child.
She looked at the wrinkled baby crying with a loving face, and despite the pain of tearing her lower body, she took off the rags she was wearing, wrapped the child, and ripped off the child's umbilical cord.
A lone she-wolf sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and knew that it was a fresh corpse, which had just given birth, and that it had to find food to replenish it, so she picked up her dead child and hurried in the direction of the smell of blood.
After running for a short time, the she-wolf appeared in front of a dilapidated temple of the city god, she paused, walked in, put the body of the young wolf at the door, walked to the corpse herself, and began to bow her head and eat.
The she-wolf had just eaten, a baby's cry frightened it, it suppressed its mind, walked over and looked down at the cloth bag, which contained a human baby, which should have just given birth, the she-wolf was just about to bite the baby to death, but she paused again, the baby's wrinkled little hand stretched out, stroked the she-wolf's mouth, the she-wolf looked down at him, and then looked back at her child, and then lowered her head and stretched out her mouth to the baby, helping him lick the blood off his body.
The she-wolf picked up the cloth bag and turned out of the ruined temple, leaving her dead child and the woman's body inside, and she had already made a decision to raise the child. The she-wolf carried a cloth bag, all the way through the woods, when hungry to find some human remains, thirsty to drink some dirty blood, every day, to feed the baby four times, but within a few months, she had no milk, the baby still could not eat food, she took the blood of the prey in her mouth, mouth to mouth to feed the blood to the baby.