Love Barrels And Werewolves

The Lion

Two men walked worriedly along the royal road. Their eyes are careful, while the ears are mounted sharply listening there may be important news that must be heard. Especially after the two of them saw the white wolf also watching over Aira the other day.

"The search for Aira is still underway" Kevin said as he saw several soldiers coming to report.

"You sure? shouldn't the queen know where Aira is?" his best friend, Vicky.

For a moment Kevin was silent. The queen should have known the existence of the prince if what they saw at that time was the queen's wolf messenger. But suddenly Kevin's eyes rounded as if realizing something.

"Vicky ...," he called a little panicked, "what color did the wolf that we saw on the riverbank yesterday?"

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The barrel sits on a long chair with two legs swinging to the rhythm of the sound of a flowing river. The child's hair coming out from between the ears seemed to fly in rhythm with the wind. While his eyes closed, he felt how peaceful the life he lived until now. 

True, the definition of real peace. Until when the woman's eyes reopened, the beautiful calm was shattered in a moment.

"God! What are you doing?" Barrel was surprised, his body was pulled back, his eyes perfectly rounded lips opened as if they could no longer be closed. In front of him, Lion was already staring in a very close distance, unblinking.

The chest that had not moved much was now pounding unstoppable. The barrel pecked even though his lips wanted to cursing incessantly. While before him, the man who became the thumping mastermind was still in the same position. Smiling sweetly as if what he did was not a sin.

"Great," cried Lion who stared deeper and deeper. "I think I'm in love with you."

Heart, relax. How can the woman be ordinary if the thump inside is getting worse can not be stopped? Pipi, why blush without excuse. Laras's face heated up, his lips locked, his tongue unable to take out a single word. He just pecked with a face that is difficult to interpret.

After a while, Lion withdrew from the presence of Laras. Sitting next to the woman while breathing the air that felt very fresh. As if he had nothing to say, the man behaved as usual.

While Laras do not ask. Although Lion's sentence was over, in fact the fasts inside were endless. The woman was still flirting with misdeeds. Even the tidy hair child is getting tidied up so that no one is seen poking from between the ears.

The air that was supposed to feel cool now turned sultry for a moment.

Every now and then Laras turned his head, glancing at perhaps the man next to him would clarify the sentence that made the heart not stop screaming. However, the man there still looked ordinary until he turned his head, and Laras immediately threw a glance in any direction.

The barrel coughed, like a question that had not been spoken stuck in the throat. His behavior is still wrong, his eyes cannot meet his eyes. 

Seeing that, Lion smiled. "I'm serious" he said after they fell silent for a moment. In the next second the man looked. "As for what I said, I'm serious."

At once the atmosphere there felt no bear. Silence, even the gusts of wind were greeting as if it no longer had a voice. The pensive barrel thinks what word is right to answer. Then Lion, the man still looked calm not a bit nervous.

Until after a while of letting the pause pass, Lion turned his head again, waiting for the woman beside him to return a look. "You feel so sudden?" he asked, "but, Laras. My feelings don't come suddenly."

Baras is still silent. Rather than thinking of an answer, this time he was more confused as to how he really felt. He was happy, but also aware that something was wrong.

Doubtfully, Laras finally said, "Lion, here-"

"Ah, don't rush. I'm not ready to hear it." But Lion stopped the unfinished Laras sentence, making the lips of the woman who was still open immediately close. "Don't think too much. I mean keep thinking but not now. I have to go!" Then he actually left before Laras said a word.

But even though such sentences have been thrown, in fact, what changed from them was only a slight increase in awkwardness. The others, however, still look the same. Laras still scolded Lion if the man was troublesome while working, or Lion who still often berated Laras and was happy to see the woman was upset.

As it is now, Lion deliberately doused water on Laras who was busy picking flowers. Automatically, the female horn came out quickly.

"You want to die, Lion?" he said as he got up and chased the man with a bucket of water.

Lion ran, but it was a pity that Laras had already grabbed another bucket of fertilizer and immediately threw it at Lion. Making the man who started the problem filled with dirt with a pungent aroma.

Three seconds stopped with Lion pecking in place. "I just threw you water, but you filled my body with dirt," he said, disappointed.

While Baras, he felt guilty. He did not expect if he would throw all the fertilizer available. "Pupukku ...," she was sad.

"You're thinking more about fertilizer than me?"

The sentence just made Laras give the sharpest gaze. "You started it! Look, now I have to take the new fertilizer."

Poor man, even when he should be pitied, the woman who is expected to think more about the dirt taken from the cage. Already the fate, Lion must be more careful if he wants to be nosy from now on.

As the Lion cleansed himself in the river, someone else stopped by after spending the night and day inside the forest.

"Just my feeling, or today the flowers here are more beautiful than your face," Win said as soon as he arrived to meet Laras.

Hearing him, Laras looked over. "Oh, Win. What are you doing here?" his dream was indifferent.

"I just finished hunting. You know, again I saw a very big wolf in the forest."

"You caught him?" Baras looks more enthusiastic.

But Win nodded. "But I caught a better one" he said, who shortly took out a very large cat from inside the sack. "The biggest bullshit I've ever caught."

The three-meter-long snake looks calm with a mouth-cocky bond. For hunters like Win, it may seem like a fun animal, but for Laras it is not at all.

The feathers of Laras suddenly stood up. Seeing animals with delicate scales made him almost vomit just in case not being held back. "Get rid of the animal, Win."

But Win justalu responded to Laras' fear as adorable. He was closer to the snake even though the woman there almost cried in fear. Until a man who had just returned from the river witnessed it.

Lion looked at Win angrily. From his sight, the man caught the snake hurting Laras. Especially when I hear Laras screaming. Extremely high anger can no longer be controlled. Slowly the claws on the hands came out, sharp fangs were visible. He ran as fast as lightning with a creepy roar.

The conscious barrel immediately shook his head, trying to prevent the Lion from changing. "Lion. No!" 

But time does not wait. Already late. Lion had already attacked the python which was twice as big as him.