"Grandma, are you hungry? While this piece of meat isn't big, it can fill your stomach. If you don't mind, please go ahead and eat."
A young Golden Dragon Beastman, around ten years old, spoke gently.
He kindly handed over the little food he had left to the old female in front of him, who was wrapped up tightly, her skin wrinkled.
The old female extended her wrinkled hand, swiftly grabbed the food, and stuffed it into her mouth.
The kind-hearted young Golden Dragon Beastman sized up the two odd Beastmen in front of him. He didn't know when they had arrived. One was a hunchbacked female, wrapped in an animal skin skirt that left only her eyes visible, though one could see her skin was sallow and wrinkled. The other, a male who looked like he hadn't bathed in days and reeked of a foul odor, was sitting up straight with his eyes closed, his face also covered with animal skin.
They were indeed two very strange Beastmen.
