There are very few tribes with mixed races on the Somali continent, and everyone is connected by blood ties.
Only males who have formed a partnership with a female in the tribe are allowed to survive in the tribe.
Otherwise, even if it is a female from outside, she will not be allowed to bring her original male in.
Because too many things have happened before, many weak races have allowed the females of their race to control the originally strong race in the name of dependence and then enslave them.
Although most of the orcs in the Somali continent are straightforward and innocent, there are always some outliers, so one must be on guard against them. Although everyone is not smart, they are all very vigilant.
A male suddenly appeared, perhaps intending to fly over their tribe to gather intelligence about their tribe. When his injuries healed and he wanted to leave, how could the tiger orcs stop the winged feathered tribe?
"He can help us collect feathers. I think the chief will agree."
"Yes, but we haven't told him about the bow and arrow yet. Now is the perfect time to tell him all at once. Then go quickly. If the chief doesn't agree, we'll give him some animal meat and ask him to leave our tribe."
Song Mu shook his head: "Let Ling Yun talk to him when he comes back. I'm worried about you being alone at home for too long."
What's more, there is a male in the cave next to it.
Lin Qiu also thought of this. Even though the Feathered Orc was injured, he was still a male after all. "Let's wait until Ling Yun comes back."
When Ling Yun came back with a male musk deer in his mouth, he smelled the bloody smell in the house.
Their family hasn't slaughtered any prey for a long time, so why is there a bloody smell?
The unfamiliar bird smell also made Ling Yun frown, and the "王" character on the tiger's head was a little distorted.
He cautiously put the male musk deer down and walked over carefully following the scent.
The closer you get to the cave entrance, the stronger the smell of blood and poultry becomes.
Mei Yan saw Ling Yun gradually approaching, and found that he was a little sneaky, so he raised his eyebrows in question: "What are you doing? Did your tribe leader agree to let me stay here?" The sense of smell of the Feather Clan was not very sensitive. Ling Yun and Song Mu had similar smells, so he thought it was Song Mu's beast form.
Ling Yun also heard that the orc mistook him for Song Mu. Seeing that he was injured and knowing that the smell of blood in the air came from him, he was not so worried anymore.
"You've got the wrong person."
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he returned home.
"Have you checked the cave nearby?" Seeing Ling Yun bringing back such a huge prey, Song Mu wondered what kind of prey he should find in the forest.
It’s just that the wild beasts don’t come out very often now, so if he’s unlucky, he might not be able to find anything.
"See. What's with that male? Where did he come from?"
Anyone who sees a strange male appear in their home cannot help but be curious.
Song Mu then explained the whole thing to Ling Yun: "You go negotiate with the clan leader, I won't tell you."
Ling Yun snorted: "Now you know that you can't catch up with your brother, right?"
Song Mu didn't bother to pay attention to him: "Just stop arguing with the clan leader. You go and talk, I'll take care of the prey."
"Hmph, I'm going to go tell Xiaoqiu in person," Ling Yun said coldly. He just stood outside the animal skin curtain in the room, stuffed his head in, and said to Lin Qiu: "I brought back a very large male musk deer today. Xiaoqiu, am I amazing?" "Amazing, Ling Yun, you are really amazing."
Lin Qiu moved to the edge of the kang near the door and reached out to rub Tiger's head.
"I'll go find the patriarch first and come back soon."
Ling Yun nudged Lin Qiu's palm with the tip of his nose, then pulled the tiger head out.
"You must clean this male musk deer thoroughly to avoid contaminating its meat with flavor. Do you understand?" Ling Yun instructed Song Mu in a bad mood.
Song Mu didn't even bother to look at him.
As soon as Ling Yun left, Lin Qiu jumped down from the kang excitedly: "I remember it, I remember it!"
"Xiao Qiu, the living room is cold here. You should put on something warmer when you go out."
"Songmu, I remembered now. This thing under the male musk deer's belly button can help the female we rescued from the wandering orcs!"
"Don't get excited. Speak slowly." Song Mu supported Lin Qiu, who was almost jumping out of her skin, and carried her back to the kang, rubbing her face. "Speak slowly. That male musk deer does have a bag of something with a strong smell in its genitals. If you forget to deal with it, the meat will taste strange."
"This thing is called musk. Using it can cause females to have miscarriages. Excessive use can even make females infertile forever."
"What?" Song Mu was startled. He didn't even have time to ask if it was true or not. He was about to go out and throw the musk deer away. "It's all Ling Yun's fault. Why did he have to catch a musk deer?"
"No, Song Mu, wait a minute. Although this isn't a good thing for us, for that female, being unable to have children is a relief!"
Lin Qiu grabbed Song Mu.
She learned this from watching palace fighting dramas on TV. In order to win favor, concubines would use musk to harm others. If musk was kept burning, the concubine would lose her fertility.
Lin Qiu thought that even if he couldn't completely deprive the female of her reproductive ability, she would probably be willing to continue taking musk.
"If you put it that way, it really can solve a big problem."
Compared to life, not being able to give birth is nothing.
As long as she can get better, even if she can't give birth, there will probably be many males in the tribe willing to mate with her.
"Then take out the musk and give it to the female. Tell her the consequences of using musk. She can choose whether to use it for contraception in the future."
Lin Qiu said.
Song Mu nodded and said, "We won't eat this male musk deer. It's not good for you. I'll take him to the cave and feed him to the Feather Tribe orc."
"It's okay. A few times of contact won't be a problem. I'm not pregnant, so I'm not worried about miscarriage. We haven't eaten fresh meat for a while. Just clean it up, okay?"
Song Mu glanced at Lin Qiu's belly and said, "Maybe she's pregnant now?"
Lin Qiu blushed: "How could I not know whether there is a baby or not? Song Mu, don't worry, we will have our own cubs."
Song Mu knew that this was all the will of the Beast God, so he couldn't be impatient.
"Okay, I'm going to go out and clean up. You should get back under the covers quickly and don't freeze."
"This kang is very warm, not cold at all."
Lin Qiu sat on the kang and fiddled with her loom.
Lin Qiu just didn't believe that he couldn't fix the loom and weave a piece of cloth before the next summer.
Song Mu carefully dug out the musk in the yard and put it all in a animal skin bag.
His sense of smell was so acute that musk smelled foul.
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