Aurora's words had once again plunged the tribe into a heavy silence before the murmurs inevitably began. Every beastman and female present stared at her with varying degrees of confusion, disbelief, and curiosity.
Aurora stood calmly in the center of everyone's attention, her expression unreadable as she observed the reactions around her. She didn't miss the way Lyria's brows furrowed. The latter narrowed her eyes ever so slightly and a flicker of unease passed through them before she quickly masked it.
Around them, the whispers grew louder.
"Someone else did it?"
"But why would anyone burn the storage cave?"
"That doesn't make sense."
"We all need those supplies. Who would destroy supplies meant for surviving winter?"
