The Gray Stone Tribe was a cacophony of roars, the Beastman Warriors of the Seven Great Tribes all busy building their new home.
Su An'an stood on a high platform built from Gang Vines. Her jet-black hair was casually tied up, a few stray strands brushing against her porcelain-pink cheeks.
The two fox ears on her head twitched slightly, their downy fur glowing with a warm, pink light. Her black combat suit outlined her graceful curves.
Seville stood silently by her side, his black and white Wings folded behind him, his amber eyes scanning the area with indifference.
His gaze finally settled on a chubby little figure in the distance.
"Attention! At ease!"
Qiuqiu puffed out his round, chubby belly, gripped a miniature Little Bone Knife, and stood majestically on a rock.
Pallas's cat, gray wolf, spider, and leopard cubs lined up in a crooked queue.
They tilted their little faces up, looking at him with sparkling eyes.
"Today's training exercise: tail biting!"
