Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20191224180657/@comment-36359477-20200119010802

I had finally managed to escape that slaver camp, If I could, I would’ve freed the other slaves that were being held captive, sadly it proved to risky as I was out-numbered and they were well armed with swords, bows and gods only know what else where as I only had a knife that I managed to steal as I snuck out.

Fortunately having grown up in a small Village on the edge of a large forest I knew how to hunt, camp, which Plants or Mushrooms were either poisonous or safe to eat and how to get clean water in the wilderness.

I knew it was unlikely that I would’ve been pursued by the slavers due to the monsters in the forest but to be on the safe side I made sure to either cover my tracks, leave false trails or if they were to bring dogs find ways of hiding my scent.

After a few days of wandering in the forest whatever edible plants or mushrooms I could find were becoming scarcer to find and I couldn’t really much catch much with only a knife. To late I realized I was not the only one foraging for something to eat, A large Boar was rooting around in the leaf litter nearby until the wind changed and it caught my scent. It gave a startled grunt before it charged, I readied my knife and prepared myself for the worst as I thought I was about to be gored to death.

Suddenly a Mantis appears out of nowhere and in flash lops off the boar head with one of her scythes as the Boar’s body pitches to the floor.

I can’t help but freeze up when her attention then turns to me, thinking that she’s about to do the same thing to me. “S-stay back! I-I’m warning you!” I stutter while pointing the knife at her with a shaky hand. She walks up to me seemingly all to aware of my fear.

“Calm down Male, Your safe.” She says in a soft yet monotone voice.

The Mantis then turns back to the Boar carcass, I can’t help but watch in awe as she skilfully skins and removes the innards from the boar carcass before hoisting in on her shoulder, seemingly not caring at all about being covered in blood.

A growl from my stomach causes her to look back at me “Follow me.” She calmly says.

With no better alternative I figured it would be best to follow her. She leads me for some time through the forest until come to a small cave where she immediately sets down the carcass and begins to carve it up with one of her scythes as I gathered some firewood. Not long after I’ve got a fire going the Mantis hands me a slab of boar meat as well as some fruit she picked up along the way to her den.

The Mantis watched all the while I cooked the meat over the fire with that same emotionless frown of hers, after eating the boar meat and fruit I realize I haven’t slept since I escaped the slavers “Umm, Hey, thanks for saving my life back there and for giving me something to eat, You wouldn’t happen to have somewhere I can sleep do you?” I ask her warily. This time she says nothing but merely nods before pointing towards the cave entrance. Inside the cave I find some bedding of mainly animal pelts and no long after I’ve laid down I’m drifting off to sleep.

A few days later.

Things have change quite a bit since I was rescued from that charging Boar. The Mantis who’s name is Claire  seemed rather tolerant of me sharing her abode and her kills with me though for the first two days when ever she spoke she often kept it to less than five words. After that she began to talk more often, she let on the reason she had been so tolerant of me. Claire had recently endured her breeding cycle without being able to acquire a mate and was hoping for me to stick around until her next cycle which wasn’t for another month or two and thus becoming her husband.

However truth be told I’m not to sure I want to live with her out in the middle of the forest, My home village was small, remote. There was little opportunities in the way of work and many other villagers had moved to either the bigger towns or cities anyway.

Since my rescue I ‘ve been able to piece together some basic tools, clothing and equipment. From some Ash wood I was able to fletch a bow with bowstring made of sinew. With no means of making iron arrowhead I had to settle for ones made of bone thus I was able to hunt for myself.

However since the raid on my village and being dragged off by the slavers I had been moved from camp to camp to camp, slaves often being sold off to monsters whom I thought at the time were buying their next meal. Because of this the forest I’m in now is not the same as the one near my home village, thus I have no idea where the nearest friendly settlement is not mention I’m likely to blunder into Mamono that would likely have their way with my on the spot.

With those odds I knew that despite my desire to live on my own terms I would wind up married to a Mamono one way or another and at this rate it be better to be the one I know than one I don’t. Besides with food, water and shelter I could easily eke out a comfortable living out here under Claire’s protection as her mate, not to mention the fact that I owe her for saving my life.

So with some reductants decide to stay with Claire.

A Year Later.

A few month after meeting Claire she went into her breed cycle again, in which she suddenly pushed me over, shredded clothes and mounted me without warning.

Since then she’s change a great deal, before we did the deed she was very aloof most of the time, now she’s very attentive to my needs determined to keep me happy while bordering on being overprotective, especially when other Mamono are nearby.

With both of us hunting we’re able to double the amount food brought back to the den, so much so I had to find a mean of curing the leftover meat to store for when prey is scarce and the fact we’re going at it every night, sure enough we have our first daughter on the way.