The females liked the floral scent, so the males would gather the flowers while out hunting.
Cured ats, salted and smoked, were also hung to dry from the eaves, along with corn cobs and peppers strung on vines.
An Jin couldn’t help but marvel at the Beastn’s ingenuity; it was sothing even she hadn’t thought of.
The tribe’s grain yield this year was so high that the storehouses couldn’t hold it all. So, they used vines or thin strips of beast hide to hang the surplus from the eaves to dry, which both extended its storage ti and made it easy to grab and eat.
The entire tribe was overflowing with an enthusiasm and happiness that she had never seen back in the Luoten Tribe.
Pride swelled in An Jin’s heart. It was her hard work that had led these Beastn toward prosperity, freeing them from poverty and hunger.
Suddenly, she rembered splitting off from the Luoten Tribe. Their Clan Leader, Luoten, had roared with a ferocious expression that he would definitely co to take them back!
Now, more than half a year had passed with no sign of him. ’Given his narrow-minded and vengeful nature, who knows what he’s plotting.’
But An Jin wasn’t afraid. ’If they really fought, who’s to say who would win between her tribe now and the Luoten Tribe?’
[Type: Tribe (dium)
Area: 1580m²↑
Population: 171 (29 female)
Buildings: Wooden Cabins (31), Training Grounds (2), Infirmary (1), Storehouses (3)
Farmland: 6.1 mu
Livestock: 84 head
Influence: D
Combat Power: C
Morale: 54↑
Personal Prestige: 102↑]
After half a year of developnt, the tribe’s overall stats had all risen, successfully pushing it into the ranks of the stronger dium-sized tribes in the vicinity.
The tribe’s population had its ups and downs. New cubs were born and new Beastn migrated in, but of course, so Beastn also left.
An Jin couldn’t help but think of Ling Hong again, a sour feeling welling up in her heart.
’It’s already been half a year. He’s probably really gone for good.’
A while ago, they had soaked and dried the cocoons shed by the Water Giant Worms. Afterward, the long threads could be easily peeled off and, using any random object as a core, wound into balls of thread of various sizes.
The resulting silk thread was long and tough, with a natural, pure white color, making it perfect for sewing clothes.
An Jin was sitting on the bed, about to weave a small piece of cloth to test the thread, when Mi Yin ca over and wrapped her in his arms, nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck. "What are you doing?"
"My hands feel clumsy. I’m just going to weave for a bit to practice," An Jin replied, her head lowered as she focused ticulously on her work.
But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a black-and-red snake tail, over ten ters long, twitching on the floor before coiling around her ankle.
’...’ She guessed what he wanted. Swallowing hard, she felt her lower back begin to ache already.
She broke free from Mi Yin’s embrace and shot to her feet, about to find an excuse to make an early escape.
But the next second, his snake tail hooked around her waist and pulled her back into his embrace.
"Jin’er, you haven’t spent ti with in so long."
Mi Yin snatched the needle and thread from her hands, tossing them to the floor. He would only allow her to look at him.
The man’s face was flushed. He lowered his head to kiss and nuzzle against her, his thin lips pressing against her ear as he spoke in a low, husky voice, "We haven’t... in so many days..."
His kisses left An Jin’s head spinning. She shifted her gaze and t his deep, dark-red vertical pupils, which held a hint of hazy passion.
"Jin’er, I want you..."
His hands began to move restlessly, trying to pull off her clothes.
The tip of his tail rubbed back and forth against her thigh. The flush on Mi Yin’s face deepened, and his breathing grew heavier and more rapid.
Mi Yin was clearly lost in a daze of passion, his mind no longer clear. He had completely surrendered his body to instinct...
After a little more struggling, he finally managed to push the female down onto the bed and had just taken off two articles of her clothing when a Beastman’s shout suddenly ca from outside the door. "Clan Leader, a Silver Wolf Beastman has co to the tribe!"
"I think it’s Lord Ling Hong!"
’What?!’
An Jin snapped back to her senses. She quickly pulled her clothes back on and scrambled out of Mi Yin’s embrace. In her struggle to get away, she accidentally stepped on his snake tail.
"HISS~"
Seeing the tail loosen from the pain, she didn’t have ti to apologize. She seized the opportunity to crawl out of his hold and make a run for the door.
The mont her soft, warm body slipped away, Mi Yin’s hazy consciousness snapped back into focus. He quickly followed after her. "Jin’er, where are you going?"
His breathing was slightly unsteady. He forced down the lazy, unsatisfied desire in his voice, feigning a calm and cool deanor.
An Jin pulled on her beast-hide shoes and glanced back at him. "A tribesman said a Silver Wolf Beastman has arrived. It might be Ling Hong! He might be back!"
"..." The atmosphere around Mi Yin instantly dropped, turning so cold it felt like ice was flaking off him.
He pressed his thin lips together, his eyes filled with hostility, but he remained silent and followed her out.
Having been interrupted at such a crucial mont, Mi Yin was in a terrible mood.
’Those Beastn really have no tact.’
’Then again... has that Silver Wolf really co back?’
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