The moment he was on all fours, the little one's courage surged from within him. Hearing the orc's praise, he held his head high, puffed his chest, seeming exceedingly smug.
"Let's go, Lei Er. Everything at the tribe has been packed. This time, Hei Tu and I will take five orcs there. The rest of the orcs are to stay in the tribe for hunting," Bowman ran over from the opening of the cave, a bundle of beast skin in his hand.
Lei Er looked at the bundle he was carrying, sniffed, and recognized the familiar scent. "Didn't you keep your Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves in our tribe? Why are you taking so many now?"
Bowman chuckled, "We left those in Watson Tribe as a thank you to Shaman Ji Nuan. We'll take these to share with the other two tribes."
