Rabbits love to eat the grass near their burrows

Sejuani's long-awaited welcome from her people, a vibrant scene of life bursting forth, finally arrived after much anticipation.

As she strode confidently into the tribe on her muscular, steel-maned horse, she could clearly feel everyone's eyes fixed on her, especially her snow-white hair.

Sejuani stood tall and proud, enjoying the attention of her people without glancing to the side. Only when she passed a few Iceborn who had questioned her did she unconsciously let out a disdainful snort.

Those who had previously loudly questioned her were now completely silenced, humbly bowing their heads under Sejuani's gaze.

Compared to those with ulterior motives, most of the tribespeople were genuinely happy.

They weren't against Sejuani, they were just worried that she wouldn't be able to lead them well... But now the situation is different. The tribe has a true awakened Frostblood, and she should rightfully become the War Mother. Sejuani is the one everyone wants!

Sejuani had originally thought she would show off in front of everyone and ridicule those who had doubted her... but when the moment came, she found the idea rather uninteresting.

She sat on the back of the steel mane and with a decisive wave of her hand, Urcas and his men quickly piled all the looted food on the ground.

"Tonight, let's have a feast! We'll drink until we drop! Eat and drink to our hearts' content; we'll reap rewards like this in the future!"

"oh!!"

"Long live the War Mother!"

Upon hearing that they could fill their stomachs, the people of Winter's Claw cheered and shouted Sejuani's name.

Sejuani enjoyed being surrounded by people. Before, she only felt pressure, but now she felt it was all worth it.

As everyone busily began preparing for the feast, Sejuani finally realized that something was amiss in the tribe.

There shouldn't be so many people gathered in the tribe at this time of day...

Sejuani summoned the warriors left behind by the tribe and began questioning them.

"What happened? Why is everyone out here?"

"That's right, Mother of War... I heard that someone in the tribe saw the missing person, so they sounded the alarm."

"The missing person?"

Upon hearing this, Sejuani's heart tightened. Having just awakened, she was still in a stage full of confidence, but she was still reluctant to actually confront the Losers.

"I remember this isn't the territory of the missing... Could I be mistaken?"

Soon, the warrior who claimed to have seen the missing person was summoned.

"I'm absolutely not mistaken, War Mother... I saw her! She looks like a rabbit, definitely not human! And she can use magic. I just spotted her, and she suddenly vanished into thin air, and hasn't been seen since..."

"Disappeared..."

Sejuani narrowed her eyes. A person who could use magic and had animalistic features did indeed sound like the Lost Ones… Could they be an outpost sent by those beasts to gather information?

Although it was just a hint, Sejuani dared not take it lightly because it concerned those beast-like monsters.

"The banquet will proceed as planned, but we'll increase security... Udyr, I'll leave this to you and Harren... Hmm? Where's Harren?"

Sejuani turned around and saw only the diligent Udyr, but not Harren.

"Oh, didn't he tell you? He doesn't drink much, he just went back to blacksmithing."

"When did you tell me...?"

Sejuani sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

"Hmm... isn't he being a bit too lax?"

Udyr, who was new to the area, was trying to figure out Sejuani's thoughts and was worried that Sejuani would be angry because of it.

However, Sejuani was indeed a little angry, but she was angry at Udyr at this moment.

She furrowed her brow, revealing her displeasure with Udir for the first time.

"Udyr, I respect you, but I will handle Harren's affairs myself. You don't need to speak ill of him in front of me."

After saying that, she turned to look at the others and said sternly.

"You all remember this too."

"Uh...yes."

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As night fell, the feast was held as scheduled, and the entire tribe became lively. Sejuani, as the absolute protagonist, enjoyed everyone's respect and blessings among the crowd.

Udyr, on the other hand, was left to lead the defenses all by himself. There was no other way; among the people Sejuani trusted, only Harren and Udyr were capable of handling things. Urkas and his group of young people were too unreliable.

Harren skipped work, and Sejuani didn't even bother to bring him back; instead, she dumped all the work on Udyr.

Other soldiers could switch shifts to enjoy the banquet, but Udyr was out of luck tonight, since no one was willing to switch shifts with him.

However, he wasn't upset. After all, he had only recently joined the Winter's Claws, and the few familiar people he had left didn't have a good relationship with him when he was young. There were even people who took advantage of his misfortune when he was expelled from the tribe.

Udir wasn't the type to hold grudges, but he was too lazy to deal with them either.

Udyr was pleased with Sejuani's attitude towards Harren, even though Sejuani retorted to him because of it.

He didn't really have a problem with Harren. On the contrary, if it weren't for the oath, Udyr might still be a wandering spirit walker, and he would get along better with someone like Harren.

He was just worried that Harren's carefree and unrespecting personality would offend Sejuani, who had a very strong sense of self-respect... He could see that Harren was extraordinary and would definitely be a great help to Sejuani, so Udyr felt that he had to mediate.

However, it turns out that Udyr was overthinking things; Harren and Sejuani's relationship was better than he imagined.

Udyr didn't care about Sejuani's harsh words. On the contrary, he liked Sejuani's straightforwardness. In his opinion, this was the most precious quality of the Warmother of Winter's Claw.

After working all night, Udir finally had a chance to rest.

Instead of resting in the tent, he went to sit next to the stable... where Juvask wild boars and some pack horses and mules were kept.

Normally, Udir would find the animals noisy, but in his spare time, he quite enjoyed listening to their "chat".

Because their idle chatter contains little information, these beasts, whose brains are not very sharp, chat purely, without needing to guess or think. They can be listened to as amusement and are very helpful for passing the time.

But as he listened, he heard something different...

"That's Udyr? Really?"

"His belly is so big... Is he pregnant?"

"Is he fierce? Could you introduce me to him?"

"I don't have any beans! Don't ask me anymore..."

Udir raised an eyebrow in confusion, turned his head, and cautiously peeked over, only to see a girl squatting in the corner of the stable.

She had fluffy ears like a rabbit and was squatting in front of the horse trough, competing with the tribe's mules for fodder.

"I'm starving, it's not too much to ask for another bite from you, is it?"

"Please, I have magic! I can make your fur shiny again..."

Udyr: "???"