"Brother, I've heard what father said... how do you feel about guarding her?"

Snort, "funny you ask about how I feel and not if I've made myself her guard," replies a deep voice.

Lucas stops himself from rolling his eyes, "I know you brother, you won't be any females guardian because then that'll imply that you're interested."

Hearing no reply from Vick, Lucas continues, "but how will you deal living with two grown females? Not to mention, one of them is clearly interested in you.."

Vick, while observing the warriors training answers indifferently, "the small one is afraid of me.. as for our tribe female, the same as always."

Lucas glances at his brothers hands, and crossing his muscular arms comments lowly, "you say that but your fist says otherwise."

To this Vick stops staring at the nervous tribesmen and moves his predatory eyes to his brother. Glaring, he lowly growls, "if a female were to have me, I'd be a danger to her family... and if she dies, I'd be a danger to the tribe."

Laying his ear back, Lucas slightly lowers his head while his eyes are set on his ever angry brother. "I'm aware but that shouldn't hinder you!" he growls back.

To his provocation, Vick's stands up to his full height. His muscular shoulders begin to move up and down as he cracks his neck from side to side. Drawing out his claws he hungrily growls, "I think it's time we'd have another battle."

Lucas, sensing his brother's thirst for pain, growls in anticipation, "agreed."

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"Su!" ack, "Sukiii!!" gasp, "I can't!"

Way behind me my poor Goldie's mouth is fully open as she tries to take in some air. Narrowing my eyes at her poor physical condition, I quickly jog back to her.

Sensing that I was coming back to her, Sheila let's out a groan as she flops down on the ground.

"This is too much! I think" gasp, "I'm gonna die!" she whines.

Wyatt who stayed close to her began to look worried and knelt by her side. Placing a finger near her nose and sniffing around, he looks perplex, "but you're not injured and you're breathing fine."

Sheila frowns and swats his hand away, "you wouldn't understand Mr. Macho man, or should I say Hercules!"

Wyatt stands back up, "my name is not Mr. Macho man, nor is it Hercolis..." "Did you get hit on the head when you fell?" he mutters as he asks himself.

Radu, who's running besides me, answers him, "no, she's just weak."

Wyatt nod his head solemnly.

Sheila wanting to cry, whines, "I'm not weak, you all are just too outrageously strong."

To her comment, Radu and Wyatt communicate with their eyes that the blonde female is indeed weak.

Smiling, I place my hands on my hips as I laugh, "okay, enough dramatics Sheila."

Taking one of her hands I easily try to lift her up, "up you go!"

As if she was a doll without bones, Goldie really didn't want to get up. Instead she began to hug my waist and starts pleading, "no more Suki! Please!!"

Tilting my head at her I pout, "but you said you were bored... and this is a great way to make you stronger."

Seeing that the blonde female wouldn't take her paws off his Suki, Radu huffs and tries to gently pry her fingers off. Well more like he was trying not to break her sticky fingers. "Enough female, you're not a cub!"

Tsk, Sheila looks at him grievingly yet complies. Finally standing up by herself, she let's out a long tired breath. Dusting off her hands, her behind and herback she then looks at Suki pleadingly, "Suki, remember that I said you're like an Amazonian women?"

I nod my head happily at her.

Seeing my smile, she brings her own smile out but then pouts, "but me, I'm more like, a uh, pug."

Radu and Wyat tilt their head at her words. Imitating them, I do the same in case she realizes that I know too much of her world.

Noticing our perplex expressions, she huffs. "A pug is like an animal that isn't made for long exercise. It um, it's made to be pretty, well not pretty, but adorable. So this adorable animal is happy not to do too much exercise. It's comfortable with just lying around and barking every now and then."

Wanting to laugh at her interesting comparison I thought to myself, no, you're more like a golden retriever. Energetic and spoiled.

Wyatt scruntches the place between his eyebrows, "but what's an Amazonian women?"

Sheila lifts her head up at him and signals to me, "that's a female that looks much like Suki. Tall, strong, warrior like."

Radu scratches his chin and hums, "yes, Suki is an amazina woman. And you," he gives her a radiant smile, "are definitely like a pug."

To this I let out a snort.

Sheila widens her eyes and sucks in her lips. Watching her constantly closing hands that were positioned into a punch, I finally let out a loud laugh.

After having a good laughter and Radu still humming happily, I gently pat her back. "Okay Sheila, we'll stop here."

"Yay!" she screams in joy.

"Buttt..." glancing at Radu, I let him give her the other news.

"But, Pug, we'll be exercising like this daily."

Sheila who was about to protest to the news of exercise and her new name was interrupted by me. "But, Goldie, it won't be as lengthy as today. We'll start small and from there level it up."

Sheila sighs in defeat as Radu mutters under his breath, "I prefer Pug."

To him, I purr back, "You can call her that, but I'll call her Goldie."

The blonde hair girl suddenly lifts her head back up, "I object to both names!"

Wyatt who's standing close to her, shakes his head, "no, what Suki says, goes."

With her jade green eyes, Sheila looks exasperated at me.

Shrugging my shoulders I answer back, "well you are living with me."

"And you have no males," adds Radu with an angelic smile.

"So that means that your new name is Goldie," comments Wyatt seriously.

Placing a hand over her face and slowly sliding it down, I let out giggle.

Purring near her, I whisper, "don't worry Goldie will be a name only I will call you."

Letting out a sigh, Sheila nods her head, "fine, but I don't want to be called pug."

To her comment I shrug my shoulders, "I can't help you with that since you were the one who compared yourself to it."

Radu, not liking the endearment name to her, snatches me into his arms, "let's keep on jogging Suki." Glancing back with his mischevious purple eyes at the upset Sheila, he then adds, "let Pug ride Wyatt, it'll be good for her to practice riding in case we're attack."

Acknowledging his sound reason I nod my head. Stretching my body upwards, I then shrug off my cloths. Behind me I hear an appreciating growl. Radu, ignoring the other male, picks my cloths up as I quickly morph into my black bear beast. He then routinely places my cloth and his into his leather bag. From there he also morphs into his taller skunk beast.

Wyatt, not wanting to be left behind, morphs into his brown bear beast as well. And as Radu and I begin to jog, we listen to Goldie screaming for us to wait as she huffs onto Wyatt's wide back.

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Author's Note:

Sorry for not updating as usual this week. Been feeling kind of off and Monday was hectic.

Anyway, abrazos and hope yalls weekend will be great!