THE BEAST IN ME

Long before the werewolves formed packs and the dragons split their land into territories. My kind were living peacefully out in the open. 

  We the Tasmanian devils had a very powerful reputation in every land there was. We were fearsome shifters who stood at 8 ft - 20 ft tall.

  Our stocky and muscular built surprisingly gave us speed and endurance greater than the other shifters, we could climb trees no matter how high they were and swim across rivers like it was nothing.

  Our black fur made us fit in perfectly with the nightfall, and gave us the complete camouflage of the night when we were up for a quick hunt.

   Many shifters knew how we rarely shifted into our human form and how we were carnivorous. And so they decided to keep away in fear. 

  We also had a very keen sense of smell that allowed us to separate substances such as Poison from Potions, and detect whether an imposter, rogue, assassin, or enemy was approaching. No matter how light their footsteps were and how careful they moved, we easily detected them and planned how to take them down ahead of time. 

  My kind was mostly happy to have this keen sense of smell because it was the only way that helped us to scent and find our mates when we came of age.

  Most Tasmanian devils came of age when they reached the age of 20. 

  We lived for a very long time because our life span was thrice as the humans. 

  When the ritual of coming of age was set by the elders, the males were required to fight one another for the female's hand. Despite being mated, any male interested in a specific female had a right to fight the female's mate for her hand.

  Those that were already mated stood from afar watching and guarding their partners to prevent female infidelity.

   Females were respected way more than the males because they were a few of them. My kind was rarely mated to another kind of shifter, so it was hard to coexist with the other shifters and bond in one environment. 

  Our culture and traditions were somehow similar to the werewolves but also further apart

  To attract mates, both males and females scent-marked the ground, rocks, trees near their caves and houses. The stronger the scent was, the greater the chances of mating more than one female or male became.

  As much as the females seemed weak, they got Stronger whenever the mating season began. The females were known to reject small males vocally and physically. 

  They wanted the best of the best, that's why the males fought each other and the top five winners were given an opportunity to approach any female and dominate her completely.

  Once a female accepts the male, the male would bite the scruff of her neck and drag her back to his den, where he would further assert his dominance by pushing and nudging her. 

  The pair would then mate for a few minutes to over an hour.

  Mating usually turned incredibly aggressive, with male and female devils due to the strong pheromones they both released. The male would bite and mark his female forcefully while the female would do the same during and after the act.