(various pov)
A female is usually born as a single but on rare occasions as a pair, but males are born in twos and fours.
This is the reason males are many.
During the first heat of a female is always dangerous, this is also when the females awakened their power.
A male must then gain her trust, therefore bonding to her to become her anchor--in other words, her consort male or mate.
But sometimes the power is too much for the males present to handle then she can die from the overwhelming power, how many females had died in the past because of this oversight?
Now though they had learned and therefore had raised the survival rate of females at least by half.
"The males have been chosen, we shall send them out."
A pleased look entered the eyes of some.
Who present did not have sons?
The females present are three, with already four mates and carrying their first spawn's that will be hatched in the next ninety years.
By then, the Matriarch might even bless them by accelerating their growth by allowing the young to hatch in advance.
Perhaps she might even select a few males to play with, given them the honour of receiving favour from the ruler.
"They have been taught well, our allies have assisted in teaching them the ways of the humans so blending in should not be a problem,"
"Noble Viskos is right, as long as they blend well, all shall go as planned."
"Then since it is so, we shall leave for now and continuing preparations for the Matriarch's arrival,"
No one objected so each of them rose from their seats and faded to their respective residents.
Noble Ugri appeared in his home, he had no children or mate but he is an ancient from earth.
With his power and the last breath of the matriarch he had served, noble Ugri had helped with protecting her spawn matured in her egg merely at thirty years leaving him weaker than normal by half but still more powerful than most.
The other Drakkotas had wanted power, territory and females.
With their own trickling down as each decade passed, they had become agitated.
The balance of power for centuries had been tipped in favour of the blue and red Drakkotas. With the black, white and grey Drakkotas behind, they had always eyed the territory of the blue and red Drakkotas, who after countless centuries of war had finally found peace among the various Matriarchs, Kings and Overrulers.
If not for the betrayal of the felines, would they suffer such shocking defeat?
If not for the Matriarch sacrificing her life and her consort males would they even have any from the red and blue Drakkotas clans left?
Massaging his temples, grazing his horns the noble Ugri tried his best to think.
"Father, I will not disappoint you."
Noble Ugri lifted his head and looked at the cross breed Drakkotas in front of him and released a sigh.
The Red and Blue Drakkotas had mixed, but not many.
This is common anyway, but felines and Drakkotas?
The last Drakkotas interbreeding with the Feline-kin had been over a million years ago and that was when the great Matriarch Overruler Mariah had been tied to the Universe 10 Shatara.
Back then, in order to survive, the Drakkotas were paired with Felines and Mutts for a time to become their torturers and companions.
He had been one before he had been freed.
He had walked when the common demons had populated the earth and humans were now warring among each other, he had seen civilizations rise and then fall.
Demons coaxing humans to fight among themselves and angels trying to be savours.
Noble Ugri had even had a glimpse of 'He'.
The light had been blinding and he had an aura so strong that later he had spent fifty thousand years healing. That in itself had been a blessing.
This adopted son he treasured as his own, aware that in this life, his mate will never appear anytime soon, but this spawn had a chance.
"You are part Feline, with the human half characteristically of Drakkotas. I do not know with the legacy of her mother upon maturity if she will tolerate you."
"This son wants to honour Father, even though this son knows that he is not worthy, he wishes to try."
Noble Ugri made a low grunt, then spoke.
"Your legacy from your Feline fathers has been received, how do you feel? It has been five years since you had been locked in recovery."
The young male had pale blue hair, his eyes were also light with milky skin, the lashes though were dark with the tips dyed to match his hair naturally.
His features though unable to detect if female or male, his body is after all, entirely male, like all Drakkotas males his stature is tall but of course, he is taller.
His only failure is his Feline genes which are from the powerful guardians and pureblood triplet Cheetahs.
What a shame.
If he had been of purely Blue Drakkotas genes then he would have been powerful.
Still, the young male is powerful in his own right, just more in his feline form.
"This son has recovered well, the memories are not bad, it is just… this son never knew that birth fathers were from the earthern times and knew the Matriarch of the red clan back then. It seems that they are descended from… the Grand Matriarch Overruler Mariah."
Noble Ugri froze, his tail whipped while his clawed hands curled into fists, those flaming blue eyes glanced at the young Drakkotas spawn he had taken in, treating him as his son and struggled.
If what this spawn said is true, then… then…. Then… it can only mean one thing!
No, shaking his head, noble Ugri cleared his head and thought about it once more.
On one hand, this spawn is worthy because of his lineage, but, he is a cross breed.
A cross between Feline and Drakkotas.
Even if he shares blood with the red Drakkotas demon, he is still a blue Drakkotas and Feline.
A guardian who even has to police those lower felines, or else he would suffer the backlash if his duty is not carried out.
It is too much of a burden.
For himself and the young Blue Drakkotas Matriarch.
Notes:
~* I will start leaving notes to clear up some confusions. ..maybe I will write a character chapter but turning back and forth might become annoying and reveal spoilers... So… I'm not sure.
~* 'He': every book so far has 'He' within it. This is what I called the universe of creations, he is among the eldest of all universes and also known as a perfectionist for making everything beautiful, etc: warrior angels, choir angels, fallen and gods. Also, his own pocket worlds but they were destroyed so he only has his own main realm remaining. He had also used Gaia (another universe scorned for making herself a world core and suffering) as a pretext to make humans. Once upon a time but they were failures, and therefore were abandoned. In an effort to wipe away his failures he had also used an interspecies war to kill them all out but failed.
This is where the saying Shatara would use: 'you are mistakes created by
'He' who had failed to correct. Therefore your lifespan in an attempt to curb your population has been reduced by one-tenth.'
Anyway, this will be further explained as chapters go on.