"But chief… we all know the grey wolf tribe has been lurking near our village lately. I fear that they are thinking of attacking us. How can we go hunting knowing that they could attack our folks?" One of the warriors spoke up, his face revealing a touch of worry and fear.
Hearing this, the other warriors frowned.
The chieftain patted the worried warrior's face and responded. "We will leave half of our warriors here to defend the village and I will take the other half to go hunting."
"Chief, if you only bring half of our men, it could be…" Someone wanted to dissuade him, but the chieftain raised his hand.
"There is no other way. If we don't go out to hunt, we wouldn't have enough food for winter. Don't forget that we still need to pay tribute to the Lion King."
Everyone fell silent at his words.
