Beastmen: She Tames the Land-Chapter 207: Nyx’s nightmare

The rest of the journey was smooth. It was as though the creatures never appeared. It made Visha somewhat uneasy. Twice, these creatures found them. Twice, they killed them. She wondered if there would be a third and fourth.

She forced herself not to dwell on it. Instead, she focused on other people. She wanted to keep her mind occupied. She didn’t focus on Uri and Xeno. If she did, she would be pestered relentlessly.

Even though she had stopped drugging them to keep their libido in check, sometimes she still felt as though she couldn’t keep up.

Since she decided to focus on others, the object of her obsession became Nyx. Since she brought her from the fox tribe, she noticed her habits.

It was obvious she grew up as an independent person. Her mannerisms showed that she was willing and able to work on her own. She never asked for help unless necessary.

But there was also a sense of refinement she hadn’t seen in the other beastmen around her. Her speech was measured, as though she weighed every word. Nothing unnecessary was said. And when she spoke, it was to the point.

Her aggression towards Visha and the others faded a lot over time. Though the cleansing helped her to keep a clearer mind. But she was still aggressive if something or someone threatened her.

Visha had noticed for a few nights that Nyx appeared restless. She didn’t say anything at first, but as a distraction for herself, she decided to ask.

Sitting next to Nyx, she watched the firelight. Stretching out her hand to feel the heat, she said nothing. She waited for Nyx to approach. She knew she would.

Nyx sat beside Visha. She knew when the priestess approached. She had not wanted to talk to anyone, but seeing the priestess so close, she could feel a calming energy coming from her.

The knot she had in her stomach these past few days even felt as though it was being untangled simply by being in her presence.

She and the leaders had changed. And they have brought changes to the pack... no, now it was the Spiritfang tribe. Those changes have allowed her to perceive her own power.

A power that had apparently been there all along. But she had not displayed it.

Now, with the priestess beside her, she felt the urge to talk. She turned to find that the priestess was already looking at her. Her smile was gentle, alluring.

"Something you’d like to talk about?"

"You know?"

"I can see you want to talk, but you feel there is no one you can share your worries with." Visha put a hand on her shoulder. "If you wish, you can confide in me."

Nyx opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Finally, she took a deep breath and began to talk.

"I’ve been dreaming," her shoulders slumped. "I am on a cliff. I am picking a flower. I’m not sure what its name is. It’s a white star-shaped flower. There’s someone with me. A person I trust."

Her hands ball into fists. She released one hand and put it over the other.

"This person...they try to kill me." She inhaled, breathing raggedly. "She took the flower from my hand. She was so happy when I told her I found it. But...she pushed me."

She raised a shaky hand touching the corner of her eye. Her tears felt as though they were pricking her fingers. She hadn’t cried when she woke from the dream.

But telling someone...she couldn’t help crying. She couldn’t remember who this person was. But it made her heartbroken.

Visha rubbed her back. "You lost your memory. It was your body’s way of forcing you to forget the betrayal. But now, for some reason, your body wants to remember. Why do you think that is?"

"My body...wants me to remember?"

Visha nodded. "Do you remember what the person in your dream looks like? Her name or any outstanding feature?"

Nyx shook her head. Her tail curled in her lap. "At first, I couldn’t see her at all. The voice was distorted. But the closer we get to the festival. The more I see. Last night was when I was sure she was a female."

Visha hummed. "So you might meet this person at the festival."

Nyx’s body went stiff. The festival. Is that why she’s been dreaming? She is from the panther tribe, and that tribe might be there. Even if she doesn’t remember much, she knows that much.

"Then, what do I do? They tried to kill me before. What if they try again?"

"Try again? Why? The only thing you know is that your name is Nyx. You know you’re from the panther tribe because of your half-shifter nature. But you know nothing else."

Visha eyed her meaningfully.

Nyx smiled softly. "Yes, I only know my name and that I’m from the panther tribe. Everything else is blank."

"Now, say it until you can repeat it to someone without looking like a liar. This way, if your memory returns and you know that person’s face. You’ll be able to look them in the eye like you’ve never seen them before."

"This person, whether it is a memory or a dream, had tried to kill you. If pretending you don’t remember doesn’t work, and you find them plotting to harm you again, strike first."

"But always be careful. If you find this person, call your leaders or me. We will help you."

With that, Visha left. She had helped Nyx as much as she could. There is only so much she can say without knowing the full details.

Nyx herself doesn’t know the full story. So the best thing to do is take things a little at a time.

Nyx watched Visha leave. Her clouded mind cleared.

She didn’t need to remember. She didn’t need to force herself to remember. As the priestess said, she would help her.