During dinner, both tribes provided enough food to ensure the orcs who had gone out hunting could fill their bellies and recover their strength for better hunting.
Early the next morning, Ji Nuan took Maomao and several others to the entrance of the tribe, only to find that the heavy snow had buried half of the previously precarious stone gate.
Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan both sat on Maomao's back, with the snow reaching up to Maomao's thighs, and even its soft belly was brushing against the snow.
Xiu Yan flew back to fetch some beast skins and wrapped them around their bellies to insulate them from the cold snow.
Seeing the fully armored double-humped beasts, the old Shaman, Chief Hasa, and Harry all looked on enviously.
The surrounding orcs glanced at the beast skins wrapped on the double-humped beasts, then back at the ones on themselves, feeling a little disheartened...
Not quite on par with the wild beast series, huh~
