Seeing his most hated rival right in front of him made the Orcanine Orc's demeanor do a complete 180 turn. His face twisted into a snarl, as if the mere sight of the Orcupine Orc was the bane of his life.
And it seemed as if the reaction wasn't his alone. The Orcupine Orc frowned, his expression darkening as soon as he spotted the furry body of the Orcanine.
Their long-standing tribal feud, simmering beneath the surface, flared once more. Despite their promise of maintaining a truce with each other, their hatred could not be taken away just so easily.
In truth, the two tribes had merely been waiting for an excuse, a spark, to battle it out once again and finally prove who was the better worshiper of the Earth Goddess.
"Cowardly bastard!" the Orcanine spat.
"Useless meathead!" the Orcupine snapped back.