Cultivator, Let's Mate?
She is the daughter of the Alpha. Growing up under the love and care of her family, she was ready to look after her pack in the future. And he is… Umm, he is a what? She doesn’t know. What she knows is that he is not a wolf like herself. Yet she could sense something from him. What is it? She doesn’t know. Surprisingly enough, the Moon Goddess declared him as her mate. If he was her mate, shouldn’t she feel love towards him? Then why is it that every time she faces him, she would feel…. Hungry? ‘Don’t drool. He is your mate,’ She had to remind herself a number of times. As if the mysteries around him were not enough to confuse her, one day she saw him sitting under a tree and… what was he doing? ‘Cultivating? What is that?’ She tilted her head in confusion.
Flare is yummy
Estella breathed a sigh of relief before asking him again, "Then why did you shout just now?"
Flare's head drooped as he raised his pitiful tail that was now completely drenched in someone's saliva.
It once used to be fluffy and full of life.
But now? The size fell by two thirds and it looked like someone poured a bucket of cold water making him look so pitiful.
Estella's eyes rounded before she slowly turned her head to look at her daughter who now put her own hand in her mouth and sucked on it.
"..." Estella was shocked because she had never seen her daughter sucking on her hand for a long time.
But when she looked back at Flare and then at the drool dripping down at Moana's hand, she understood everything immediately.
She pursed her lips trying to stifle her laughter before she realized she couldn't exactly control herself and opened her mouth wide open to laugh like a crazy person, "Bwa ha ha ha ha."