Jiang stood at the edge of the village, her gaze focused, and her senses heightened. As usual, she was tasked with gathering food for her tribe. But these days, she had taken on an additional role - that of a watchful guardian for the gatherers.

As she made her way through the surrounding jungle, Jiang soon spotted a small anthropomorphic raptor from a rival tribe sneaking through the undergrowth. Their eyes were fixed on Jiang's tribesmen, clearly intending to cause trouble.

Jiang couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. She had grown tired of the constant fights between the tribes. So, with a quick lunge and a few heavy swallows, she packed her away inside her gut before standing back at her post with a taught belly.

Feeling the struggling shape of the raptor inside her, Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

She knew that many in her tribe would frown upon her actions, finding them far too brutal and savage. But Jiang didn't care. She was tired of always bowing to the whims of the others, and this felt like a small act of defiance. Her belly churned and gurgled as the raptor clawed and squirmed, but Jiang simply stood there, stoically guarding over the gatherers with an ever watchful eye, occasionally rubbing her belly as the raptor struggled with embarrassment and shame for falling prey to an herbivore.