Rivalry in motion

Meanwhile, deep in the forests, a couple of Orcanine tribe guards stood guarded near the entrance of their village. They were tasked to keep watch around their perimeter and make sure that those Orcupine Orcs weren't anywhere near their territory.

The two guards were busy having a great time slapping each other around as a sport, when all of a sudden, their noses perked up.

There was a scent in the air, a scent they hadn't smelled in quite a long time.

It was meat.

It had been a few seasons ago since they caught a whiff of any deer or cows in the forest. The earthquakes caused a wide-scale migration from the forest, leading to a decrease in resources for the Orcs whose main diet came from red meat.

Yet now, they were smelling blood in the air. Fresh blood.

Fueled by their curiosity and their insatiable hunger for red meat, the two Orc guards left their post and followed the scent in the air.