"Quick, we must finish everything before the new tribe arrives!" Hal instructed as he arranged tons of meat in a heap, placing it right in the middle of the territories of the two largest Leonid Tribes in the Savannah.
It would only be a matter of time before their sensitive noses track the massive food source.
The heap, if secured, would probably last even the large tribes for a week and a half.
In this savannah where every creature is desperate to survive, such an amount of food was truly worth fighting for.
"L-Loki! I'll give you food later! Those are for the monsters!" Hal reprimanded, almost breaking his stern exterior after watching his wolf companion's rather comical look.
"Let's go, we have to leave quickly!"
Loki ripped one last chunk of raw warthog meat before accommodating Liora on his back, overtaking the dumbfounded Hal after receiving instructions not to hold back.
Even the Manatech Hoverboard's maximum speed was left in the dust by the adolescent wolf's sprint.
