The atmosphere in the tribe was not very good the next day. Leaving the tribal settlent where they had lived for many many years, both the orcs and females were filled with reluctance.
"Old Shaman, we old fellows have discussed it, and we’ve decided not to leave. We are reaching the age to et Lord Beast God soon; we’re unable to part with the place we’ve spent our whole lives in and don’t want to cause trouble for the young ones."
A few old orcs went hand-in-hand to the old shaman, followed by young orcs with helpless expressions on their faces.
The old shaman glanced at them, "My old friends, how about I stay with you? I’m also nearing the ti to et the Beast God, I could keep you company."
Upon hearing this, the old orcs hurriedly waved their hands, "That wouldn’t do, the Clan Leader and the new Shaman are still young. There is so much they need to learn from you. How can you just wait here to die with us?"
The old shaman glared irately at them, "Given the current situation in the tribe, every mber is important. Aren’t we old fellas taking care of the cubs while others hunt, isn’t it also contributing to the tribe? How could we be a burden?"
The old orcs wiped the tear at the corner of their eyes, nodded in agreent, and then left with the support of their children.
The old shaman watched their retreating, staggering figures with a deep sigh.
The young orcs were helping each other to prepare for the journey, the females with cubs stood to one side, waiting. But their eyes were filled with anxiety about their future life.
Finally, the morning sun rose, shining on the land where the orcs of the Gru Tribe had lived for generations. The usually bustling tribal settlent now had no tents standing, no playful little cubs running around, no orcs preparing to go hunting with their stone tools, no groups of females planning to gather resources. The settlent was completely quiet.
"Let’s go." The aged voice broke the silence, becoming the last sound on this site.
With tears in their eyes, the orcs ran towards the direction of Eneru Forest. The sounds of soft sobs from the females and sighs from the old orcs echoed throughout the procession.
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"Anuan, your Moumou is wreaking havoc on my Gagabeast again!" Ge Ye’s outraged voice rang out from not far away.
Ji Nuan turned to look, his Moumou, who was already a father, was leading his cub in a chase after Ge Ye’s Gagabeasts, terrifying the Gagabeasts into flapping their wings, scattering in all directions, and leaving Gagabeast fur everywhere.
"Moumou~" Ji Nuan sounded a warning tone, Moumou heard and imdiately halted, walking obediently to Ji Nuan’s side and began to eat grass.
Ji Nuan grabbed this unruly bull’s ear, "You behave and eat your grass. If I see you causing trouble for soone’s Gagabeast or Giggle Beast again, I’ll have the orcs send you back to the pen."
"Moo~" Moumou’s eyes imdiately widened.
Afterwards, under Ji Nuan’s stern gaze he gave up the fight, bumping his baby who was obediently eating grass with his head, "Moouu~"
Let’s just eat our grass obediently; it’s not that your father isn’t competent. The coercion is just too strong.
The baby Moo gave Moumou a despising look, turned its head away, and ran to its mother’s side with its small hooves.
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