>>2352113Using one of the hoods Aurora refused to let even near her, I covered my face to anonymity, not that it made it so we could make it unbothered through Yurin; as Aurora was already noticeable due to her beast blood and when she was barely covering the essentials it also drew another sort of crowd. I kept telling myself that at least she was not naked.
“Hey, Foxy lady!”
“Look at the size of those things!”
“Ugh! A disgusting savage!”
“Does she belong to the other girl? Like a pet or something?”
“I’m not a racist like those folks. I don’t care ‘bout the ears. Wanna go somewhere?”
“Don’t talk to me, human!” at least she was quick to reject them. Everyone we went past of had some sort of reaction to us.
My home village of Yurin was much bigger than Teson; at least five times as big. The economy depended more on agriculture rather than the mix-matching of wine fermenting, gathering, hunting and fishing like more to the south and was far more open and accommodating on foreign visitors from even further north. The jungle was sparser, the sun shone a little brighter and the weather was somehow drier even through a river divided the town in half; the differences were not big but where something I could talk about all day now that I had lived in both places.
Beast Tribes should be as rare here as they were on Teson, and yet very few people ran in fear at the sight of Aurora; mostly children. To be fair, a relatively tall, well-formed girl barely wearing anything was not the most intimidating sight I could think of even if one were to believe the dreadful stories about the Beast-men of the jungles. She was rude and crass and often requested being given space; we didn’t raise *that* much of a turmoil… for now; we would surely be big news by tomorrow after the people who did see us went back to their families, their pubs, their inns and their other gathering places.
