Chapter 7

After that battle, I gathered all my wolves to watch our losses. I remember there were about fifty in the beginning, and now there are only thirty! I helped people, it's called, ugh, fuck! My pack has lost twenty wolves!

But it was necessary, there is no other way to do things. And I'll have to wait for sleep, I'll evolve later, now it's worth doing something more important. To begin with, the wolves were tested by me right in a combat encounter and they did not eat people, completely forgetting about them, they concentrated only on my order.

And I think it's time to build Wolfgrad! In principle, there is no better time to look for. There is a broken settlement nearby, as well as a significantly thinned population of this place, and I'm already tired of sleeping in this cave. I'll make the wolves build themselves a huge bed and I'll sleep in joy!

But this is later, I returned to the cave, I needed to give people ashes! I remember that according to the cartoon they have to master it themselves, but that's fine with it, a little correction won't solve anything!

— RRRRAAA! — growling to my Beowulfs, I sent them a command to take the piles of ashes, the main thing is to be careful, otherwise how the fuck that the guts once... oh, wait, they just disintegrate. Well, it doesn't matter! The main thing is not to get fucked up in the settlement, otherwise you really have to collect the guts.

I myself also took a small part of the crystals. So, our mission is important, we must build Wolfgrad, a city where wolves and humans live together! Well, the ashes are needed so that people can protect themselves. No, of course I'm always there, but alpha needs to rest too!

By the way, in such a short time I managed to become the main wolf in the village, to bring down a powerful bird, and also to save the settlement! Or what's left of it. And all this without rest! Well, not counting the matches, but it's a necessary thing, otherwise I won't get stronger. No, I'm definitely a Pokemon, just the wrong one. I don't remember three-meter Pokemon.

And so, about an hour has passed since that great battle, most of which I and my wolves tried to drag the ashes to the place and make sure that he didn't fuck up. We walked for a long time, and I was angry, because every branch hit me in the face, which is why I just knocked down the tree that had fucked me with my hind paw. Take it, bitch! NNNYYAAAA!

Well, apart from the trees, everything was fine. It's funny to me, if these wolves get a mind, or at least a semblance of one, will they think that their alpha is fucked on his head? Pfft, of course not, because they're going to fuck with me! It's always more interesting this way.

As a result, we came to the settlement again, people walked around here, cleaned up as best they could, and sighed softly, looking at the destroyed houses. I was even ashamed for a second that I had broken through one of the houses with my weight. But then suddenly it didn't give a shit. It's me. Huh.

And so, I, along with my escort, namely a pack of my good wolves, began to pile the ashes in the middle of everything, while everyone was looking at us in wild ahuya, as if asking the question, what have you forgotten here, devils.

— RRRRR, — growling, I called that girl to me with my paw, who happily ran up to me. I took one crystal with my claws, and then carefully, VERY FUCKING CAREFULLY! He put it in her hand. And then he made a swing, as if to show that this shit is worth throwing, nodding towards the forest.

Without asking anything, she wholeheartedly threw the crystal into the forest. A couple of seconds later, an explosion sounded, and I looked at it with a smile.

- what is it? "What is it?" she asked suddenly, when she realized that she could have blown up. So, now, the main question is, how to explain it?! Although…

I sit down and start drawing something like my cave on the ground and such crystals in the walls that seem to sparkle. Yes, it turned out even worse than the last time, the claw has become such a fucking thing. Meanwhile, my wolves also carefully placed the ashes on the ground in small piles so that nothing would fuck up.

—RRRAARR,— I ordered them to form up behind me as the people came closer. Great, I seem to have received a not weak such plus to the authority in their eyes. Stupidly mission passed, reputation plus. The main thing is that they cool their fucking, damn carbon fiber plastics!

Glaring menacingly at some guy who clumsily took the crystal and held it as if he was about to throw it under him, I jerked up to him, smiling with my whole mouth. I've decided to do some shit! And, bastard, who am I asking?! And yes, I know he can't hear me, but one look from me was enough for him to turn pale and put the crystal in his outstretched paw.

Good boy, I turned around and walked back. I feel like a mother with many children, I fucking missed these wolves. He carefully placed the dust crystal in the pile. After that, I again called the girl with my paw, who was examining the crystals of dust, but quickly ran up to me.

Okay, that's it, don't be stupid. It's time to rebuild the Ebengra... ahem, Wolfgrad! I drew on the ground, they say, my wolves will help to remove the bodies (how exactly, I did not specify), and I myself will deal with the separation ... that is, I will demolish already battered houses by the root.

And he also added a drawing of this girl on the ground, who, as it were, screams at people to start working and BLEATING! I need a whole and communist society and I don't give a fuck how they achieve it! The wolves are understandable, they are real communists! But I'm not sure about the rest.

— I understand, you want to rebuild our city? — well, she certainly bent the city, but fuck it. I nodded my muzzle, saying, yes, fucking barbecue, my Wolfishness starts small! I will build our capital — Wolfgrad! - thanks. — in some kind of impulse, she tried to hug me, but she only managed to hug my paw. I tried to stroke her somehow, but again I couldn't.

— RRRRRRAAAR! — I commanded my pack to start removing the bodies. No, they won't eat them, they'll just help you get where you need to go.

— He wants to help us, we need to show them where to put the bodies, — meanwhile, the girl began to give orders. Great, so her opinion is taken into account. I moved towards the house I fell on last time.

In general, this settlement looked more like a village somewhere in Leningrad, of course there were enough houses, about thirty pieces, as well as a well in the middle of everything. Not bad, but we will build a great state, even Lenin and Stalin will cry with joy if they see what I will do!

Waving my paw a couple of times, I destroyed the house, tore it down by the roots, and then took a bunch of the remaining material and folded it into one corner. And so six and a half houses were demolished. Why half? Because one of them had the roof torn off, as well as part of the wall.

I decided to look around, what are these morons doing there anyway? The wolves are clear, they follow my orders, running around here with bodies in their paws and in their mouths, rearranging them in certain places. Most likely, to be buried after. Meanwhile, people were also working. HERE IT IS, TRUE COMMUNISM, EVERYONE WORKS, NO ONE IS IDLE! Uncle Lenin, I wish you were here! You would have settled in here!

I would also like to return the human image so that I could speak normally, otherwise I didn't want to constantly growl like a down. But it will wait, I will still need to digest the bird carcass and evolve, only one phrase is missing after each awakening: "WHAT KIND OF POKEMON IS THIS?!".

And to be honest, every time I wake up, I hope that I will still find a stand. It would definitely help, and it would be really fucking awesome, such a huge alpha wolf with his powerful paws, and behind him there is another wolf who is bigger and his paws are even more powerful. I feel like it would definitely be worth it.

And what? I was able to gain an aura! However, I would still like to understand how to turn it on and how to cover everything in ice, otherwise this shit is strange. Sometimes it appears, sometimes it doesn't. It's like my crazy, by God.

The bodies were removed quickly, all that remained was to clean everything from dirt, blood and various entrails of people who died. So, you need to decide what to do with a bunch of stuff. It seems to be more or less whole, so I decided that it was worth fixing problems in existing houses rather than building new ones. There are still many times fewer people than there were originally, so…

I hooked up with a girl who, like the others, was burying the remains of bodies in order to convey her idea to others. Again, I had to use the drawings on the ground. I drew dilapidated houses, and then people who sort of fix them up, and then pointed with my paw at the place where I put the materials all the time. And there was a shitty slide like that.

I put logs, planks, stones, doors and many other things there.

— Do you want to fix the houses? — she asked, I nodded and also drew new houses, and after the little men, who are no longer there, to show that there is no point in building new ones. — I realized that due to the fact that most of the population is dead, it is not necessary to build new houses, it is better to strengthen the old ones.

Wow, what a smart girl, though! She could understand everything from my scribbles.

— RRRAAAARR! — I called some of the Beowulfs to me, giving them the command to drag some of the materials to the dilapidated houses. The same ones gladly rushed to work. Oh, that's how well I brought them up! Well, a little more and now, Wolfgrad will be done!

I am the very inevitability! COMMUNISM IS ETERNAL! Khem, I've already completely fucked up on the basis of communism. And what can I do, Grandpa Lenin won't say shit.

Meanwhile, I basically didn't need to do anything anymore, people were fixing up houses, and my wolves were bringing materials. Still, their paws are so lousy and they'd rather finish off the house than fix it up. Meanwhile, I was standing next to the piles of ashes, otherwise it might still fuck up.

I knew what to do with the ashes, it was necessary to build a special room, namely a warehouse, in order to put the ashes there. I don't remember according to the canon when people were supposed to find the ashes, but who cares? I'm making my own story! However, the main thing is that the arrow named Salem does not hit my knee.

Or this... whatever it is... Ruby, in! She's a silver-eyed warrior, kind of the most dangerous for wolves like me. They can kill Grimms in packs, plus they get buffs against grimms. It's sad, I would like such bonuses if I hit! Although no, I don't want to be a minor pain in the ass.

Thus, night fell, some of the houses were successfully repaired by people, and I ordered the wolves to guard the settlement. Meanwhile, I lay down on the grass and looked at the sky. I can't sleep, otherwise I'll fall asleep for another ten years, but I'll need to evolve.

Now ordinary residents seemed to be asleep, and I had to look at the fucked-up moon. It's a very interesting activity, right up to the pussy. Unhurried footsteps sounded nearby, and then the same girl lay down next to her. She looked up at the sky, and then looked at my face.

— About thirty years ago, a small group of survivors came to us, whose village was completely destroyed by a pack of Beowulfs. They said that they were almost taken out, hid in a dugout and waited for their own death, because the Beowulfs rushed to them like mad. But suddenly everything went quiet, there was no more banging on the door, although people could still be heard shouting. But they also ended after a while. After sitting there for a considerable amount of time, they decided to get out and found a painted Beowulf on the ground, which seemed to protect their dugout.

Holy shit! So they were able to survive and get out, and then they came here?

— There was one married couple among them, whose woman soon gave birth to a daughter. Her parents often told this story and the girl was wondering if she would be able to meet the kind Beowulf who saved her parents. Yes, it was a stupid idea, but the risks were justified.