In the middle of the savannah lives a tribe of hyaenids, men half hyena, and what some humans of the Seasonal Continent call gnolls. A small cub, victim of constant mistreatment, sleeps amidst nightmares and lives without desire. Until he meets the young daughter of the most powerful matriarch.
Meanwhile, behind the Great Wall, the humans of the Iurio Empire live their lives at the expense of the non-human slaves.
Rumors of the emperor's death spread across the savannah. This news accelerates the Solar Kingdom's plans to invade the Empire.
The species and philosophies of each are about to collide in an unprecedented conflict that will transform all living creatures, trolls, orcs, gnomes, avians, hyaenids, and humans. What will emerge from this confrontation?

Fleas - Songs of the Gnolls I

The guards had lost the trail as well as the desire to search. Finally, they could breathe. Fatrwa put a finger to her mouth and caressed the hollow where a fang had once been. It did not bleed anymore. 


Hiding near the castle had its risks. For some reason, the humans had gathered in the streets and slept in the open. There were a lot of them. As far as she knew, they preferred to live in houses, in groups of no more than six. With so many of them, one might notice them and alert the guards. For the moment, the roof of a huge building with bells that rang from time to time was a good shelter. From up there, they could see and hear everything, and humans were not in the habit of checking above structures. They had learned that from their time on the Wall. 


"We should escape. Now is our chance." 


"No," Fatrwa replied angrily, "we are going after the emperor. I am going to wipe that grin off his face." 


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