

Three little pigs
The story of The Three Little Pigs adapted so that they were demihumans. Putting the first letter of each brother's name together in order of age forms the word 'PIG', which was planned.Peter was sweaty, his pink skin getting very hot because of the hot sun burning on his back as he placed the bricks the way he wanted, building his house for him and his brothers. It would be easier if they helped him.
Isaac was having fun, jumping from branch to branch, from tree to tree, scouting the place. It was perfect! He could continue his strength and agility training here, maybe pick a fight with some foxes or other small predators. He would protect his brothers! He was sure of it.
Gael whimpered sadly, lying on the ground under the shade of a tree. Today was especially hot and disrupting his sleep cycle. He had his eyes closed for five minutes and still hadn't slept. It was a disaster!
They were all distracted with their own tasks, not noticing a wolf silently approaching Gael, who was the easiest to approach. Isaac saw this from above the trees and didn't hesitate to jump and knee the wolf in the face.
"Stay away!" Isaac screamed with anger and authority, standing in front of Gael.
Isaac's scream caught Peter's attention, who came running, holding a shovel ready to use as a weapon. Gael woke up from his light sleep and got up, ready to do whatever his brothers told him.
"A wolf!?" Gael said scared, looking at the wolf in fear.
"Get lost! I won't hesitate to hit you with this!" Peter pointed the shovel at the wolf while standing next to Isaac, ready to fight alongside him if necessary to subdue the predator.



