Priest Mänd of the river tiger tomic tribe had been called to save the 'female' kivi had taken out of the river. He was surprised at the thought of a new female being added to the tribe, a grown one too.
So he had came rushing to try and preserve her life since she was wounded and also fished out of the cold river.
His clothes had taken a long time to remove because of complicated they were. They were of good quality, making the tribes women who took it off for her think she may have been from a big tribe.
They had thought him female because he was so beautiful and wore so much clothe which normally would not but were still puzzled at his lack of beasts features seen on females.
They and Mänd were both surprised when he turned out male after his clothes were removed. Mänd was also a little disappointed but intrigued by the male.
He should have known there was something wrong when he saw no beast features on 'her' body or rather his body.
The females that had helped undress him looked at his beauty in envy. A dark skined male with white hair and a red mole in the center of his forehead, how beautiful.
But there was one who looked at him with not only envy and jealousy but hate.
" To think that someone so beautiful is a male. What a waste of good looks. "
Came a sneering voice filled with disdain from Juur, daughter of the chief of the river tiger tribe . She had seen Mika when he was brought into the collective tent by the men of tribe.
Juur was the most beautiful in the tribe until Mika was brought back and had felt hatred for him immediately she saw him. No one was allowed to look better then her in the tribe. Her thoughts showing as her face contorted in anger and hatred.
Priest Mänd turned his sight away from the sleeping beautiful male and looked towards Juur. He had always thought of her as a spoilt female who had no regard for others but it seems he was wrong as her ugly anger filled face showed she was much worse.
Juur is a tall mature female with wide hips, slightly tan skin and a strong build, short haired like all the females in the tribe though it looked better on her, beast ears and tail boldly colored showing her fertility, granting her the title of the most beautiful female of the tribe.
But here she was, fangs bared at a sleeping wounded male because he was more beautiful. How shameful.
"If you are not going to take care of the male, leave. He is wounded and needs rest, not your hateful words."
Priest Mänd replied to her words, eyes filled with disregard. He returned his attention to the young male.
Juur looked at the priest in anger. She was the daughter of the chief, how could he look at her like that? Also because of an outsider like himself.
She was so angry her tail swished around in agitation. If he was not the priest of the tribe she would have had her suitors make him look good.
Mänd was aware of the hard look he was getting from Juur but he didn't care. She was not of any concern of his.
He picked up the herb pasta for wounds from his animal skin bag to treat the male but had it snatched from his hand.
" How can you use the tribe's precious herbs on an outsider and male a one to booth. "
Juur questioned loudly in a haughty tone as held the snatched stone tude. Her eyes filled with disdain.
Anger filled Mänd as he looked at the disrespectful female. He may be used to the mistreatment by her and her tribesmen but they had no rights to interfere with his work.
"Give it back to me."
Mänd growled at her. His eyes already turned to slits to show his anger.
" I will not. What can a weak male like you do to me? Dirty feral. "
Juur screamed as she started pouring insults upon Mänd in a high and mighty way.
Before Juur could scream more insulting words towards Mänd, a loud slapping sound resounded in the tent.
She and the priest were not the only ones in the tent. It was the collective tent shared by the lowest in the tribe, along with the weak, old and disabled. so many had seen when Juur was screaming at Mänd disrespectfully and when her second brother had come in.
The one who had slapped Juur was her second brother Tormine. He had hit her so hard she staggered back and fell.
Juur looked at her brother in shock as tears fell from her eyes. What she got back was a cold stare.
Tormine took back the stone tube and gave it Mänd with both hands.
"I am sorry priest. Our father has spoilt her too much and caused her to act that way. I beg your forgiveness."
Mänd looked at Tormine for a while then took back the stone tube. He wasn't supposed to care anymore about their actions . He was a feral without a tribe, an outsider like the male laying on the animal skin bed.
He had no place here and would have been killed if he was not useful to them, therefore he did not take Tormine apology to heart.
Tormine looked at Mänd as turned to treat Mika, ignoring him. He sighed in his heart, turned towards his crying sister who now had a swollen face and dragged her out of the collective tent with her screaming and cursing at him.
Mänd ignored the fuss as he went back getting the paste ready. He lifted his head to look at the face of the sleeping male only to see him looking back at him.