The appearance of the Black Wolves caused the atmosphere to suddenly sink. The Snow Wolf warriors, who were just happy a moment ago, immediately tensed up, their eyes filled with wariness.
"Ignore them." Thomas glanced at the dark figures in the distance, his voice mixed with impatience: "Who knows what kind of conspiracy those Black Wolves are hatching."
Their tribe had used the excuse of waiting for the Dwarves to forge new farming tools to stay here for so long. The Black Wolves were equally persistent, still not leaving even now; it was indeed a bit strange. But thinking back to their previous crazy actions, this didn't seem too surprising.
"Thomas is right, it's best we don't get involved with them," Joseph stroked his long beard and said cautiously.
Eric also nodded in agreement. This Black Wolf bunch was always sneaking around shadily; it was best to stay far away to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.
