Gale gave a tour around the den and introduced her to every pack member they encountered along the way. Swan was awed by the den's size.
"You called it a den, but it's more of a village for me. A beautiful village hidden inside a rough mountain," Swan commented. She noticed that the den was difficult to reach by those who weren't familiar with the terrain. The sharp cliffs also acted as a natural defense. "No wonder your people get so strong. They have to go through difficult terrains just to reach home after a hunt, right?"
"And we also have to face heavy storms that often happen," Gale added. "We are one of the strongest beastmen in the continent, so we have a lot of enemies too since we can defeat anyone in a battle."
"Unfortunately, even the strongest pack wouldn't be able to detect a traitor, and we got massacred—"
"Ssh, don't think too much about it, Gale. We're here to have fun, and in this dream, nobody in your pack will ever die," Swan comforted.
