There are laws in just about every human country that are anti-male. For example, there are laws that state when a woman accuses a man of a crime such as rape, the man will be punished for the crime even without evidence. I thank whatever deity out there that a bachelor’s tax doesn’t exist yet. This stuff is why I’ve just about given up on dating.
If she had to guess, it would probably be entire chunks of the gingerbread house’s wall missing. Curiously, she could swear there were what looked like little fang marks around this missing gashes in the gingerbread wall.
Fang marks seemingly consistent with at least three of her daughters.
“Girls? You wouldn’t know anything about this….?” she asked while absently bouncing little Claire on her knee. The jinko mother was quietly grateful that her youngest wasn’t old enough to snatch stuff off of tables when they thought nobody was looking.
“About what, mom?” Eva asked innocently. Gabby and Layla were by the Christmas tree doing a rather poor job of trying to stifle their giggling.
“Try as I might, girls- I can’t figure out how this gingerbread house ended up with so many holes in it. I was wondering if you could maybe tell me….”
“I’m saving room for one of grandma’s pies.” Eva said nonchalantly.
Not even a second later, there was a loud knocking on the door, but Sakaali’s daughter was already off like a shot.
By the time Graham had got up from the sofa to get the door, Anippe’s paw was already on the door handle.
“You guys made it!” she yelled out excitedly as she threw open the door. A second later, she was tackled by the trio of young jinkos.
“Seru was an Imperial Alchemist with the royal court of Vamore before I annexed the kingdom. Now she’s a confident and clever Manticore….”
“Manticore.” Mari corrects. “A beast whose cunning, beauty and lust rivals even that of my lilim sisters.”
She turns the page and I’m greeted by the striking image of a woman with charcoal grey flesh, wolf’s ears and an eye with dark sclera similar to Mari’s. In her portrait, she seems to be looking at me with a toothy grin, complete with even sharper and more prominent canines than Mari. There appeared to be a mane of dark fur around her neck
“So….” my mother asks, breaking the silence at our Christmas eve dinner. “How did you two meet?”
I can’t help but chuckle as my girlfriend’s ears twitch a little.