Over the next two months, the caldera became warmer. Spring was welcoming the greenery outside the caldera. The Warm Pack, River Clan, and the Stone-Horn tribe continued their trade. Unlike before, the Warm Pack had no intentions of currently branching out.
In the past two months, everyone has been focusing on cultivation. Though their lives are simple, they do not lack food, shelter, or clothing. The things they trade with the other tribes are currently more than enough to meet their needs.
As those who weren't sure about practicing begin to see the results of those who are, they grumble about not being able to join. Visha has heard them more than once.
She doesn't address it because, whether they grumble or not, they made their choice.
But she knew that some were learning from others. It wasn't a crime. There was no need to hide. She assumed they were ashamed.
