It's silent around me, father, Thai and my three other brothers. The six of us dose not dare to make a sound as mother is having a staring contest with a wrinkeled, black-greyish haired, deeper dark green skinned coloured Orc woman who wears a long yellowish monk like garp with a neckless of skulls sewn into it. And a fur cape not unlike fathers, holding a large staff that she uses as a walking stick, I think? Half of the old Orcs left side face is covered by a viscous claw scar, with the eye being a pale white instead the same red as the right. A coloure that father share with the old woman, which was not the only thing the two them shared.

* I think I know where father got his hight and body type from.* I idly think as I look between mother and grandmother. Now if I compare mother's and father's body types, mother is defently on the slender side of things. Or as slender as Orcs can be. And even if she is almost as broad shouldred and muscular as father is, she those infact have a more feminine look to her that both father and this old Orc lacks. Mother is also only like a foot and a half shorter than father as well. But grandmother seems to be a foot and a half taller than father even if she is a little hunched down thanks to age. It's scary. And it dose not help that right now grandmother have a look that could murder a poor soul as she continue to stare back at mother. Neither of them willing to give in, make a move or say a word.

" So how have things been here father?" Thai says in a barely heard whisper, not looking away from the silent fight the two woman before them are having. Darak, Tarr and Malak just creep behind Thai's legs, trying to either hide or find something to protect themself from the inevitable explosion that is no doubt about to happen at somepoint. The question is when it will happen.

" Oh you know, the same old. Shagar have been visiting to check on both your mother and sister often these last few weeks and will still for at least another month or so. So please try to be polite if you ever see her here. And it seems the expansion of more homes are well underway to being proper construction soon. It's going to be weird not having you living here anymore once they've finished." Father says back, in the same whipered voice. Turing slightly around, once father is sure its safe enough to do so for a few seconds, so Thai can get a look at me, I get to finally meet my eldest brother face to face.

He share fathers facecial features and seems to be trying to grow a beard if the small black tuft under his chin has something to say. He has mothers dark green skin and same yellow eyes as well. He wears cloths similar to what father have, minus the fur cape and some of the iron that father have on his legs for extra protection against beasts that likes to go for the legs first.

There are also a lot of small pouches around his kilt as well. Making me curious whats in side of them. Thai is almost the same hight as father. I'm betting on him only being a few inches short, but I'm not sure. If I were to guess Thai's age, as well as my father now that I have someone who seems to be a younger verson of him, I'd say Thai is somewhere in his early 20s at the lates and father somewhere in his late 40s or early 50s. I'm still not sure about mother, but if I would guess thanks to grandmother being here at the moment, mother is around father age as well. Just maybe slightly younger by a few years?

*Well I could try and use [Appraisal] to check on how old all of them are. Or what their status is. But if I remember right in some novles there are cases where one can feel being appraised by someone. And I don't really want to screw myself if they can feel me using [Appraisal] on them. Especially with grandmother here. She seems like she could feel me trying to actived [Appraisal] alone.* I think briefly before I look back at Thai again. And I must have done something or he saw something on me, for soon I hear him gasp in slight shock. His eyes going wide as he quickly looks back at father.

" Her eyes father. Why ar-" Thai dose not get to finish as father quickly hush him. Looking back at the two woman to make sure they had not heard a thing before he looks back at at his eldest son. Father's face takes on a look of seriousness I've yet to see and it makes me nervous about what could be wrong with my eyes. I know I can see with them like normal and noone have given any indication that something was wrong. Neither the healer Shagar, my parents or my brothers. Until Thai showed that shocked reaction. I know I've have mothers dark green skin that I share with Thai, and the black hair that all of my family have but other than that I've have no idea what other features I've have or what my eyes looks like. There is no mirror or something that can act like one for me to see what I truely look. And seeing Thai's reaction made me feel unseay about what made my eyes shocking.

" Keep it quite son. We have no idea why they are like that and the elders are looking through the old texts as we speak. But do not let my mother hear or even see your sister's eyes. I don't want anymore trouble than me and Bula already have with her." Father says to Thai in whisperse as he hand me over to him. Looking him straight in the eyes, waiting for Thai to give him a answer. Thai just nods his head as he takes me, holding me in a way that says he is used to hold small Orc children or infants. No doubt thanks to the fact that he have most likely helped with Darak, Tarr and Malak many times over the years. I may not know a lot about Orcs or Miria but I'm sure triplets are not something seen very often with a lot of races to begin with, beside animals or monsters like Goblins.

Once father get the nod he takes a hand on Thai's shoulder and says. " Now why don't you go and take your siblings to your bed room while me and Bula take care of this." A brief look back at mother and grandmother makes father almost wince as he problemly see something that, none of us, could see is about to happened soon. " Either me or Bula will come and get you all when this is over. And no need to worry too much about your sister. Bula just feed her before either of you came over, and it's not long until she will fall asleep either so you might want to use some of those few spells Zoranaraugh was able to teach you to make your room more....secure and quite." Father finish as he looks back at the two woman, taking a deep breath before he walks over after giving Thai a qucik nod.

* Hold on. Thai knows magic?* I think as Thai carefully herds our brothers to the bed room I know Darak, Tarr and Malak using, and now turns out its a shared room between all the brothers. I barely get to think much more as I suddenly hear a loud screaming voice from the living room as Thai close the bed room door as fast as possible without scare none of us.

" YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE RIGHT TO BEAR MY SON CHILDREN, YOU WHORING SLUG OF A-" are just some of the words I hear screaming, by a voice that is definitely not mothers as it is has this age to it, with a strange deep wheezing sound at the end. And I hear more and more screaming, with mother joining soon in though the door. Which is impressive as I've used [Appraisal] on all the doors, which are very thick, in our home and I ended up with the same box coming up of what they are made of. And the durability.

Black Iron Oak wooden door frame Durability: 750/750

Black Iron Oak, as I learned after using [Appraisal] again after seeing it for the first time, is a type of oak tree that only grows in vally forests like our home, in the northern side of the Demon Country. It's one of the most commen type of woods found in the country and only grows on large Black Iron ore deposits near the surface. There are acutal treefarms that specialize in growing them to, as they are used in most constructions and furniture, like our doors, due to it's durability and being shockingly fire resistend despite prefering to grow in a region thats now for it's freezing winters. We are noway near the north, at least from what I've overheard from mother's and father's friends who have visits us over the weeks and given them news about whats going on in the world. But it's easy to transport, cheap and all the clans here use it for things like doors and other importent buildings that needs that kind of wood.

Forest fires are a real thing and a much bigger pain to deal with here then in other places once summer hits as we live on the more southern part of the country. And funny enough on the east end of the forest we live in is a great desert that acts as the final borderline between our country and our only nabor country know as Union of Elvs. Which we don't don't have a great relationship with at all as neighboring countries. Regadless of where we live, having it as the main material, beside the stone we quarry ourself, some of the other trees that naturally grow here and metals we find, gives everyone one less thing to worry about should a bad dry season come strolling and start wildfires almost everywhere. Or worry at least a little less that most of our homes will burn to ash.

* Though I'm more worried about the fact I seem to live in a country called Demon Country. And that our only nabor country is with Elvs of all things. That we are also awfully close to is too much for my liking and have a bad relationship with them. Aren't Elvs and Orcs arcenemies or something of that line?*

I think as I watch Thai place a hand on the door frame, not bothered by the sounds like me or our other brothers are. And beings to chant. At least I think he is as I can barely hear a thing being said from his lips, as the screaming becomes louder and louder, with father seeming to join the screamng match as I hear his deep voice boom for a brief moment, before it's drown out what most be grandmother again.

Saying not so kindly for father to shut his mouth up and leave this conversation to her. That she is going to save him from this damned she-devil no matter what. I can only think wtf is this old woman talking about in stunned silent, making me almost miss the slight white light that wash over the door and what can only be name of the spell. [Lesser Reinforcment].

It is soon followed by another chant I can barely hear and another light, this one in a brown colour and vines that looks like they've made of earth suddenly sprout up from the ground. Growing and binding themself to the door. [Earth's Protection] seems to be the name of the spell as Thai takes a step back to let the new earth vines grow on the ground of the door as well. Which made it look like a messy tripping hazard from hell.

* Thats one painful and embarrassing fall just waiting for someone to just walk on it.* I think as I watch the colour of said vinse change to match the colour of the floor once the tripping hazard have stopped growing. Making it almost impossible to see it, unless you knew it was there or managed to spot the somewhat uneven look that part of the ground now had thanks to said spell.

It's when Thai is haflway, I believe, through the chant of his thrid spell when I hear it. A primal roar filled with protective rage. And even though it makes me violently flinch and I being to sob out of fear, I know somehow and somewhere deep in me that was mother and father roaring. Thai have taken a step back at the sudden roar, cancelling the chant he was doing from the sudden sound. And I somehow managed to hear Darak, Tarr and Malak scramble to hid somewhere in the room as silent land for only the a moment. Then it is broken when I hear the sound of banging, crashing and all other sound that could only belong to a fight. With mother screaming her head off, father telling grandmother in his booming voice to leave. And grandmother screaming back at full force, spouting nonsense as far as I can tell. But I don't care one bit about what is said or who is saying what.

It's just too much to me, and it shows as I feel tears coming out and I start to whimper and slightly wail. Thai is quick to notice my state and starts to rock me. Though he restarts his chant as he those this, a determined look is on his face to get this done. He finish the chant as fast as he could and thuse the spell. And then there are no more sound coming from the door. Which I'm greatful for as I don't know if I could handle much more without my reaction getting worse. One of the biggest troubles I've found about being a baby is just how sensitive one is to everything. Sound especially so.

I've yet to know if this is mainly becasue I'm an Orc now and not a human, and if some of the [Racial Skills] had anything to do about it too, but having a much better hearing than what I'm used to is not fun. Especially when you have zero control on how you'll react to sounds that turns loud very fast or just coming out of nowhere. I try not to be affacted by any of it very much, whether it be the sound or my new found instability to control my emotions when I begin to feel something strongly. Being a baby sucks and I can't wait till am finally grow enough I won't have to deal it like this.

" There there sister. Everthing is going to be okay now." Thai says to me as he start to rock just a smidge faster. His voice calm, low and soft to hear. I look up at him once I manage to get some control back and I see a small comforting smile on his face. It makes me feel a little better and makes the fear I feel go a little more quite.

" See sister dearest? Things are fine. There are no more scary sounds and no more loud noices." Thai continue say as he looks around the room, letting out a slight sigh before he looks back at me.

" Now how about we find our hidding brothers hm?" He asks me as he starts to walk, never stopping the rocking motion as he start to look around.

"Barbly? Dafbf?" I say and earn a little huff of a laugh from Thai. He slowly lifts me up to his face and then press his own forhead on mine, and that seems to calm me even more. " Yeah that might be a good place to look first." He says as he settle me down in one of his arms, like I had given him a suggestion, and then starts keenling donw to look under the biggest bed in the room.

Thai's pov:

They are finally asleep. All four of them are after struggling to calm them all down once I found out where my missing brothers where hidding. It was a bit harder finding my brothers hidding spots than normal, for apparently they have decided to remodel our shared bed room to have more places to hide that was hard to see while I was gone. And somehow managed doing it under our parents noses and in a matter of weeks no less. I'm proud, impressed and frustrated at this but I can't find myself mad at them for doing it.

That old hag comes every couple of years, when time and weather allows it as fathers original clan lives a good two to three weeks aways from us, just to try once again, and failing, to take father back 'home'. I don't understand why she even bothers anymore with that. Father have made it clear for decades now that he is not leaving his new home, clan and family. But it all might as well go through one ear and out the other when it come to telling that to a woman like our grandmother. She keeps telling him that he'll regret it soon enough, once he have lived a few decades more and see what kind of a she-devil mother really is.

I hate it when she calls mother that, for as far as I know mother have not done anyhting to deserve the hate our grandmother have for her. And I've asked almost everyone who knows my parents, on both sides as father have dear friends from the Yellow River Kin clan he still visits on the occasions he finds the energy and will to go there.

Or they come for a visit instead without alerting grandmother where they are going. It also dose not help that grandmother dose not see us, her grandchildren, as her own grandchildren at all. And she have made that clear again and again. Painfully so. Is no wonder my brothers prefer to hide when she comes around. And that is whats makes me more worried then ever when I remember how people from fathers old clan handle children that are born either weak or sick. Or born with something they will deem as abnormal.

Taking a look once again in my own bed, where I have layed them all to sleep, are in the protective arms of Malak our newest sibling. Our sister, who despite being just a little over a month old is already showing to be a pretty little thing, have something that the Yellow River Kin clan, and many of the other clans, would deem abnormal as soon as she was born. Her eyes have three colours. Her left eye is a even split from vertically downward with yellow and red, with the yellow on the left side and red on the right. Both of our parents colours. It's not a unknow thing to happened every now and then in a family that a child is born with either eyes, or both, like this.

And noone really sees it as a problem in and of itself, beyond the fact it gives whoever is born with it a odd quirk in looks. But her right eye is a pure brigth blue. Pure blue eye colour is the rarest colour among our race, and is often said to be a sign that one is destined for something great. Hell, mothers own eye colour, which I have myself, is rare on it own. But this?

My poor sister is going to have a hard time when the other clans, that follows the more traditional way of killing any child born weak, sick or abnormal, gets to see her eyes. Or hear about this. For as far as I know theres never been seen among our race that someone is born with a third eye colour when born with spilt eyes as its called. Especially with the rarest of eye colour of them all. Normaly one just have the other eye one of the other two colours instead. And this makes me fear what lies ahead of my sister life as she gets older.

It was bad enough with how worried I was during the hunt, being so far away from home and knowing that mother was going to go through a difficult birth that might kill her and my new unborn sbiling is some of the worse feelings I've ever felt. I dreaded each time the messenger hawk came flying back with news from home, fearing that the worse have happened. Had it not been for that I had my best friends Kog and Hig with me on this hunt, and they were more than willing to listen to my rambals of worry and fear, I'm sure it would have not ended well for me in the hunt at all.

I really own them big time for keeping me level headed until we finally got the message I been praying for. Both mother and my sister survived the birth and are doing well. The relief I felt almost brought me to my knees as all my worry and fear just left me then and there. Now I have to worry if any of the others clans will demand that my sister is killed before she's even a year old. Or even named if she even get the chance for that.

* Dear Spirits, Wilds of the world and the Gods above the sky's highest point, I may not know what you have planed for my sister. But I beg you all as her worried brother, if any of you can give her a silver of a helping hand should she ever need it for what lies ahead in her future. Then please help her.* I prey as I carefully move the fur back over my siblings after Tarr and Darak managed to kick it off. I'd gladly join them in sleep as I'm tried from the big hunt. And having to spend almost a week with that old hag on the way home. But without knowing if she is still inside our home and neither of our parents have come and checked on us I dare not to just yet. Better that I just wait till I know if things are okay again.

* Good thing I have [Slumber Resistance] to help me. It sure makes it a bit easier to ignore the triedness.* Is a thought that cross my mind, as I get comfortable sitting between the bed and the door. No one is going to hurt them. Not on my watch.

It's been a interesting three weeks since Thai came back. Well interesting in part that now Thai is back it seems Darak, Tarr and Malak can go back to 'school' and not be home all day. I call it 'school' but it really is just some of the elders gathering children up every 3-5 days to give them a few hours of lessons about history, writing, math and a few others things that the parents don't really have the time teach them. Or at least not as often as needed. Though this is what I only know so far as theres no way I can ask anyone. I was surpriesed to find out this about my clan, as It really have not crossed my mind if there really was some sort of educatinoal system here or not. Then again, now that I have taken a bit of time to think about, theres a lot of things I just seems to not think about that I remember a lot other 'recarnators' I've read about on Earth do.

I don't know if this is because of my own personality or the effect of what happened with my soul is at play, and I don't think I want to find out just yet. Regadless this means I get to see less of those three, even when they are not at school as they now can also freely go visit friends and play with other kids as well now that Thai have taken over as my other main caretaker beside mother and father. How do I know this? Because they keep coming back with said friends, so that they can meet me, play some games or train with each other whenever they can.

Or when some tasks needed to be done in the forest, like getting herbs, wild vegetables, firewood and other stuff that many hands is great to have when gathering. I've seen my brothers coming back home with varying stuff and amounts as they all tell of us what they've seen and done with friends while gathering. I'm honestly jealous of that as it looks and sounds fun being out in the forest doing these takes while playing with their friends.

Other than that and me getting to know Thai better and seeing him helping around with fixs and repairs that father won't allow my other brothers to help with, the other interesting thing was that of dear grandmother. Or the hag as all of my brothers calls her behind her back. And I find myself calling her to. Remembering the first day I saw her, which was barely minutes after Thai had entred the door, fills me with anger and disbelief just with how she treats mother and my siblings. She hates us, plain and simple. She goes out of her way to try and make mother angry or test her patient. Darak, Tarr and Malak prefer to hide from her to avoid whatever poisonous words or comment she has about them. Or more violent means if how I've seen them will flinch when hearing grandmother start screaming or break something have anything to say.

Though I can't say for sure as mother and father lets them hide me form the old woman as well whenever she comes visiting. And while it was interesting to learn just how many little hidding spots there is for me to use later on when I need them, and that Thai will gladly help hidding us by using some of his spells to make small and annoying traps for the hag to find, it scares me just how bad that woman is.

She's kinda like a Karen in someways but also not as she knows not to casue to much trouble unless she wants her own honor and reputation to sink fast and furious. Or her own clan get very angry with her for letting her own hate over mother and us get the better of her. Though she has a much nastier temper, likes to fist fight you at any moment and have the means to fire a fireball at your face when she please. I also pitty father for having to grow up with that woman as his mother.

Yet, somehow, he managed without lossing his sanity or get screwed up in some way. It's a miracle to be honest that father isn't suffering some form of depression or have anger issues that are very commen back on Earth with people who grew up parents that are just like grandmother. At least from what I've seen so far.

I'm not counting my chicks until all the eggs have hatced so to say with how father is dealing with her for at least a few more years. Lucky for all of us though, and our sanity, grandmother was never able to visit us as often as she likes or for very long. She has a rather high position in the Yellow River Kin clan that while it allows her to visits other clans with little worry if she will be attack just from the fact she's from a clan they don't like or have a bad relationship with, it also comes with many duties and responsibilities that she can't afford to skip on. So much of the two weeks she was here, grandmother was with the other elders as well as our leader to discuss, talk, exchange news and other things with them for most of her stay. We only saw her maybe every 3 day or so and only for an hour or three. Depending how her day have been.

* Best part of it all is that she won't be able to visit us for a good long while yet. Now that she have return to her clan. Thank gods that travle in this era is mainly done by foot, boat or cart. And that theres no river near us thats big enough to carry a small boat.*

I think as watch from the safty of the basket that have been placed on the long table as Thai and father is putting down a new 'couch' that they've gotten made for the living room. It was among many other new furniture that have to be relpace, as the fight my parents had with grandmother the first day Thai came home have left many of them beyond repair. And a good deal other things that still needs fixing. Infact, if I'm not mistaken right now my other brothers and some of their friends is outside right now turning some of the destroyed furniture into firewood or trying to scavenge what little can be saved to use for other things with mother. I'm currently just listening to what father and Thai is takling about as they work a little more with both the couch and getting some more stuff out of storage.

While pretending to be 'playing' with one of the rag dolls given to me to entertain myself. Despite me only being a little over two months old am able to do things that a 6 month old should. Like starting to crawl around once I've been put down on the floor and not needing support when sitting. It have made things somewhat easier for me as it gave me a chance to test some of the more isekai things I know off. Namely to see if my stats could increase while still being a baby. I'm not expecting for any result for a little while, a week tops, to see if it will really work from all the things I've read/watched back on Earth. If it dose, then I have something to do that will help me in the long run as well as answers some questions I have about how to get stronger in this world. If not, though I doubt that will happen, then at least I've tried and see if whether or not my states are locked until a certian age as well.

That being said, I was pretty much shocked with how much more developed I was compare to what little I do know of babies. Well human babies, and I know I can't really trust everthing I do remember thanks to the damage done to my soul. And yes I know I'm a Orc now which are, despite being seen as a sentient race, creature who are monsters but still. Shouldn't I as a baby follow some sort of similare path that of any new born? It was only when I checked my status and remember what [Apparsial] had told me about my race that I found my answer. I appraised the Goblin family tree first just to see if I was right. And this was the result.

Goblin Monster Family Tree.

Also know as the 'Pest Family Tree' by a good bit of scholars, the Goblins Monster Family Tree have a interesting history for a lot of modern monster of today. Orcs, Orges, Gibblings, Bugbears, and many many more monster of low-intelligence to higher, and one becoming a true sentient, would not exist today had it not been for that at least a third of their ancestry is from the race Goblin itself. While Goblins are know for being rather dim witted, weak, steathly, savages little bastards whos nature stay for the most part on the side of evil. There is not a single scholare worth their salt that will ever deny that thanks to Goblins unique way of breeding or being able to breed with pretty much any creature, regadless if they are a monster, a beast or a sentient one, to increase their numbers and their evolution path in constant changing ways are the main causes for it all.

It's even argued by some, that the only way even a silver of some of the more frightening monster that comes from this family tree started as what is called a 'Wlid' verson of themself when they first started to evolve from a meer goblin into another creature entirely. Some of the best examples to this are when one compare a Wild Orc to a todays more modern Orc.

While both share enchanted strenght, endurance, regeneration, are natural fighters, a sense for magic rarely seen in other beings and a ability to go into a bloody rage that strengthen them to a frightly degree once at death's door, thats where it all ends. Modern Orc of this day are way more intelligent then given credit for, can be reason with, have culture where Honor, Reputation and Hospitality are their core principals, and are some of the most sought after bodygurads to employ by all over the world. Orcs have also established many forms of martial arts and have mastered guerilla warfare to a degree it makes them some of the most feared things to meet on a battlefield or in war.

Wild Orcs are not of the like. Due to have been a goblin up until that point of their life, a lot of their goblin instinct remian and the evil nature those not change one bit. Overtime a Wild Orc will become a savage beast that will within a heartbeat eat their own family if need be and cause untold chaos to everyone and everything around them. They hunt throughout the night looking for prey and are know to destroy villagers on a meer whim or if a pet just looked at them wrong. They could not be anymore diffrent. Yet theres trurth that without the Wild Orcs todays Orcs would not exist as over time Wild Orcs changed and lost their need for the goblin instinct and savage nature. And became something much more.

Whats most shocking of them all though, is the advantages that comes with being part of the Goblin Moster Family tree. If one exclude the Slime Monster Family Tree, Kobold Monster Family Tree and Ratmen Monster Family Tree, the Goblin Monster Family Tree have one of the most varied to exist. So many that it's unsure just how many there really is, as this family tree is know to change its advantages over generations. Just like the Slime Monster Family Tree. However some key adavantages remians, these includes but not always is:

Having a savage, cunning or malicious nature that depending on the race varies.

Have a shorter time to grow up from infant to adult.

A knack for stealth or shadow magic.

Resistance against most commen forms of diseases.

Triving in some of the most rugged places where most others will struggle.

Prefered stats growth over other stats, depending ones race.

It is to be noted though that no one but the Goblins themself keeps their unique breeding ability. And while the other races born from this family tree can breed with other races like the Goblins can, it only works if both partners share at the very least 2 family trees together. Like a Orge can never have a child with a Elf is a good, if basic, example for this.

This change things for me. In more ways than one. And makes me want to check my Racial Skills just to make sure I'm not missing something importent. And my race other two family trees as quick as possible. Though I'll have to wait until my family have become a little less protective and tense. I first thought it was solely thanks to grandmothers visit and the damage she had done to our home, but it seems theres more to play as I listen on.

" And thats as far as I know when it comes the bad situations between the Twin Wolfs Horde, Iron Hawk Caste and the Earthen Brothers clan. It's why it took us longer on the way home really, as each clan are haivng small raids done to each other. And have scouts informing anyone that using the old trials to stay off as many of them have become unusable due to small fights destroying most of said trials. At least to the once they know are not theri allies or their enemy's allies." Thai informers father as he puts down a box with new furs and cloth in them into the corner where a new weaver was already waiting to be used.

Thai have over the following week, and after grandmother left, told my parents, whenever Darak, Tarr and Malak are not in the home or sleeping, what have happened in the big hunt. I get a pass as since I'm still very young my sleeping schedule, and as far as they know I can't understand a word of what they are saying, is a messed up thing. I can nap and sleep at anytime or all of a sudden stay up way late into the night without reason, which have made my parents own sleep schedule a little messed up as well. Though not as messed up as they thought it would be for unlike other parents who have the same problem, just much worse, I'm a adult in a babys body that can, for the most part, give my parents an easier time when it comes to their sleep. Bare the fact when I need a change or feed in the middle of the night. So Thai ain't worried about what I hear as he is with our brothers about any bad news he brings.

Fathers face have been neutral as Thai explain why it had taken longer on the way home. For the most part, as fathers face have slowly turn into one of concern as he listen, before he he force it back to being neutral again once father was sure Thai was finished. It stayed quite for a little while after that, both men finishing their tasks for now, as there was still somethings that we needed from the craftsmen to finished fixing the living room, before both of them sit down at the table as well. I take the opportunity to let go of the rag doll and raies my arms at father while making all sorts of noice. It quickly gets father attations and soon enough I'm half wrestilng and biting his hand that is trying, and succeeding more than I am at the moment to stop it, to tickle me. My small bouts of laughter and seeing how much fun I seem to have playing with his hand makes father smile and being a little more at ease, and makes Thai chuckle at the sight.

" Oh sister." Thai just says, shaking his head a bit before he looks back at father. " She quite the quited kid isn't she? She barely makes a racked on a bad day and I've yet to see her try to escape her basket like my brothers did at this age."

" Yeah, we been lucky so far. Though I'm sure she's going to give us a run for our money once her teeth starts to grow. She's been trying to bite things a lot more lately." Well father is right about that. My gums have been starting to itch and hurt as of late. And finding things to bite at seems to help a lot more than I though it would. I can only imagen what pain I'm going to feel once they start to really grow, but I'm sure I'm going to understand why babys getting their first teeths loves to destroye their teething toys very soon.

Thai groans at that, though I'm a bit busy trying to win against father hand to make out what face my brother is currently sporting. " Is it going to be like how my brothers where when their teeths starts growing? If so we better start making some leather balls and rings for her to use as she please. I still have that little scar Tarr left when he managed to bite me good behind the ear." Thai says and most likely pointing at one of his ears while saying this.

Father finally laughs at that little reminder and it stays for a little while. But soon enough fathers face return to the neutral look again, before he sighs and looks thoughtful for a moment. Stopping our play as he thinks. I just move my head a little to the right, looking slightly confused and just wait. Though Thai is quick to take up the rag doll and shakes it in front of me as a way to most likely avoid me starting to scream from the sudden stop of play. I take and pretend to play again just to make my brother calm down, but I'm listing with one open ear as father finally speaks.

" We have a hard time ahead of us haven't we?" Father seems to ask no one and everyone out of nowhere.

" What do you mean father?" Thai quickly asks, confusion clear in his voice.

" Well, theres seems to be for the moment signs that a dry spell is coming our way once our 'winter' is over." Father beings, stopping only to quickly check on me before he continues on. " The Shamens have been following the weather very closely this year as theres been less and less creatures to hunt and looking in the forest for other clues as well. The Spirits are also being a little uneasy as well. So we are currently stockpiling up all the resources we can and preparing what we can. And now it seems theres going to be a small clan war as well." A sigh once again leaves fahters lips. Thai and I stay silent, waiting to see what else father have to say.

" And if that is not bad enough there are these blasted rumors going on as well."

" What rumors father?"

" Ah, thats right you would not know this as both Bulfim and Zoranaraugh are currently keeping it on the low." Father says absentmindedly. " Okay listen well son, I'm only telling what I've been told by the headguard since I'll be working with them for a good bit for the next few months. According to what I've been told that theres been strange sightings as of late around our country of creaturs that only comes out at night. No ones been able to see what they are as of yet, but they are fast and many people have been hurt, almost killed, when they encounter them. This is worring in and of itself but that is not the worse of the rumors."

" What else is there?"

" Children have been disappearing for weeks, possible months, without a trace. All over our homeland. And theres been rumors that old Blood Sects have somehow come back from the dead and taken said children."

The reaction Thai gets scares me. He's eyes have taken dark look and his face morphos into one of rage. But he quickly clams down, espesically when he notice I'm looking at him. Trying keep his voice calm, though I can hear the rage was just a pindrop away from coming forth, Thai asks in rather disbelife voice " Blood Sects?! Father if they are back then it can onl-" My brother dose not get to finish as father quickly hush Thai as our brothers comes running in all smiles. The talk quickly stops form there and I don't get to know anymore as I'm soon taken away by mother for a feed. Though before I get to even think about what I've just learn a blue box comes up infront of me.

You have acquired the skill [Acting]!

*Really?* Is all I can manage and bother to think as soon as I see it. * What a timing.* Is another one following soon after, before I got busy with my dinner.