Having acquired twenty pieces of prey without lifting a finger, Ophelia felt immensely pleased with herself. Before the sky turned completely dark, she and Tyler returned to the stone houses on the Golden Dragon Clan's mountain. The clansmen who had recently arrived from the Snow Wolf Clan had been staying there.
"Ophelia, you're here!" A male roasting meat over a fire in the clearing outside the stone houses looked up, pleasantly surprised.
The young females who had been chatting idly in the corridor quickly gathered around her, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Ophelia, what brings you here? Is something the matter?"
"My mate has saved up some prey over the past two days. I'll have it sent over to you shortly," she replied.
The young females immediately began falling over themselves, offering to give her things in return, but Ophelia raised a hand to stop them.
