"Alright, listen here. When the time comes, a large batch of prey will be delivered. You go instruct your tribesmen to clean this place up to store new goods. Also, later the Bloodsucking Bat tribe and the Nomadic Wolf tribe will move in to live together in the tribe; clean up the place where we stayed temporarily last time as well."
Paland wasn't polite at all, pointing fingers and ordering Raison, who was decades older than him, to run errands like commanding a subordinate.
Raison saw that although Paland was overbearing, he already had a plan in his heart, his gaze resolute; surely he would fulfill his promise to provide food. Thus, Raison let out a sigh of relief and pulled his mate outside to carry out the order.
Raison's silvery-white hair blew in the cold wind, making him look visibly older; perhaps he was almost catching up to Elder Kain's age. Their glorious, heroic era had truly passed; now it was time to step back.
