The Black Wolf Tribe Leader didn't need a brain to know what these horndogs were thinking. With a calm expression, he nodded. "Send one wolf over to sweet-talk them. See if there are any other Snow Tiger Tribe Beastmen around."
After a brief discussion, the Black Wolf Tribe members decisively chose the most handsome male wolf in their group.
The male chuckled, flashing a mouthful of sharp fangs. "Alright, lads, I'm off. Wait for my good news."
With that, just as he was about to happily trot over to the small hill, a giant paw slammed him to the ground.
"Stay down."
The Black Wolf Tribe Leader looked at the young Beastman before him with contempt. 'Calling me one of the "lads"? This brat must have a death wish.'
With that said, he waved his large paw and pointed randomly at another Beastman. "You. Go."
The Beastman looked utterly flattered, laughing like a maniac internally as he sprinted away.
