The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 233: They aren’t three for no reason
Hmmm, something keeps bothering me.
Aside from giving birth and knowing Noah was secret royalty—a king, mind you—nothing has changed.
I still blush softly at the feeling of having my babies, my cubs on my bosom, sucking on my breast until they are full and begin to snooze again—they’re without worries, those little ones.
Damar is still asleep as well. Though, his consciousness drifts in and out every now and then. It seems his hibernation is nearing its end, yay!
Now, for what is actually bothering me...
The three little cuties that have fuzzy fur on their back growing by the second until I can no longer see the pink soft skin they were born with... They have finally opened their eyes but none of them took my eyes.
The firstborn, the boy, has Fenric’s ruby eyes and, of course, his black and white coat as well, the black stripes not relenting and making me think I gave birth to a zebra, haha.
He looked like he was going to be a playful and stubborn kid. I can already see myself getting a headache. Thank God for his dad.
The second born, the first girl, has Noah’s black fur, but there are a few black stripes here and there. No matter what, it’s still a tiger before it’s a wolf, so the stripes were a must.
She took Noah’s black eyes, and mind you, I’m not saying this because she’s my daughter, but she is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life!!!
They’re all cute, but I can’t put a finger on it. There’s something about her that makes me want to just, you know, stare.
Ahem, and now for the third cub, my second daughter... She, unlike the cutest thing I have ever seen, is the most pretty thing I have ever seen.
She took Damar’s eyes, emerald, seeing the world with slit pupils, as if she could see through my very own soul. She has white fur with little yellow strips, but her fur is a bit different from the rest. It looks like scales but it’s soft fur, no doubt.
It’s our genes that collided that caused such a mutation. In any case, she’s going to be really beautiful once she gets a human form.
She’s calm, quiet, very much like her father, and I can see arrogance in her future... Though she’s the lastborn, she’s going to be the one bossing around the rest of them.
I chuckled and watched their little paws twitch.
I’m a bit sad they didn’t carry any of my traits, but maybe my personality will manifest in them... Though I doubt it. My husband’s genes were just too strong.
Their eyes were already open; what was left was to wait for them to walk. Once they start moving, I’ll have to increase vigilance. Wait, no, why do I have to be the one increasing vigilance?
I can sit back, relax, and have their fathers take on the task.
They aren’t three for no reason. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
I yawned, feeling sleepy.
A habit I’ve developed since giving birth is naps. I take short naps whenever, without a fixed time, and when I say short, I mean really short. I can’t afford to sleep for too long because, you know, I’m a mum, and my cubs were quite the eaters.
Though full now and snoozing, they’ll wake up in no more than thirty minutes, their wailing voices filling the air in the cave all because they’re hungry.
Sometimes, I sleep more than I should, and when they wake up, either Fenric or Noah takes the cubs to my breast and positions them to suck.
Ugh, I just recalled a very embarrassing memory.
I caught Fenric sucking my breast one time.
And do you know what his excuse was?
He said the cub was full, and the milk was still pouring out, so he was ’helping’.
HELPING, he said. What happened to tucking my breast back into the bra top?
I smacked him in the head. He shouldn’t steal the cub’s meal just because he wants to suck on my boobies.
Just because one cub is filled doesn’t mean it’s the end. There are three for crying out loud, and I barely have enough to feed them as it is.
Phew.
The next person I catch trying to become a boob thief will get a double smack—and that unfortunate person was Noah.
Just like Fenric, he gave such a stupid excuse after he was caught sucking on my breast and stealing the innocent cubs’ meal.
I gave him two snacks and made him drop on all fours.
Seriously, if I don’t make an example out of one of them, they’ll just keep coming back.
But it didn’t even seem like they were apologetic. Noah went ahead to say it’s not stealing it it belonged to him first.
I was shocked.
My jaw dropped, disbelief struck me, and I looked at him and then at Fenric. Did I hear it right, or was it my biased thinking filtering the words?
Fenric was in support of it. He said,
"Yes, Arinya. The cubs are the ones who came in last so they’re they one stealing." He even had his mouth pouted as he dared to spout such childish nonsense.
These two... I really can’t put up with them.
The cubs are the ones stealing? Hah! That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard ever since the Veyra incident, or was it the mouse queen incident?
In any case, did they think females were born to have two big weights hanging on their chest because of the males?
I think I need to beat out that thinking from their thick mammalian skulls.
Lord, I’m surrounded by idiots!
But just as I was fuming over this, they both laughed.
I suddenly felt like a fool for not knowing the reason behind their laughter.
"What?" I asked.
"It was a joke," Noah said. "We just wanted to crack a joke."
I narrowed my eyes.
Oh really?
Would it still have been considered a joke if I took it seriously and accepted that the cubs were the thieves?
Did they take me for a fool?
I folded my arms, an eyebrow tilted up and my lips pressed together in that, ’I’ve heard you, but I don’t want to understand you,’ kind of vibe.
These two deserve a good ol smack in their behinds.
"Both of you," I called, my voice deep and they flinched, knowing what was coming next. "Head on the floor. Now!"
And with that, I made them do planks with their heads on the floor.
I never served in the military, but I watched a ton of military-style dramas to know stuff like this.
Let’s see if they’ll be disciplined enough if I’ve made them do the planks five more times like this. Hmph!
