m an unknown tribe behind my father's back. Even so, despite the rumors, my father trusted my mother and believed in her because a mark they called insi

rgy that is needed to hatch an egg. The transmi

the day I hatched so he was sure that I am his da

males that has a meaning 'Lion of God'. I had no idea why he gave me a male name despite knowing that I am a fema

and a pair of amber colored eyes. No one can dispute the similarities of our physical appe

rtner of my mom, Dov, was left in the house to help my mother with the chores. He also helped

ther. After my mom fed me with milk, she asked her male partner t

e disliked me despite the care he was showing since I was only a few days old hatchling. I also disliked hi

nically a newborn baby. Unfortunately, I felt like my stomach flipped over the moment my skin touched his body and I th

till I lost my consciousness. I can faintly hear my mom and her

ould figure out a cure for my illness and was treated like a plagued patient. I was only allowed to be taken care of by the female elders and

art. I wasn't even sure if the reason was my illness or was it another issue that happened to overla

was allowed to take care of me, I was gradually abandoned especially after two more male siblings hatched

at me like a wasted piece of meat just because of my unique appear

eam on their fa

as "ak uh ada uhhas! (F*ck you mother

after multiple debates if it was not

ches!)", I mumbled as I raise

est not to be suppressed by the other males

ly to survive and prepare for

ears, wings and tail making me look more normal and w

cloaks and a mask for me to wear. It helped me

as able to live like a normal beastman and was able to handle unavoidab

own clothes despite so many failed attempts since

own long sleeved shirt, skirt and fitted pants when I turned 7 though it didn't look si