Rowan raised an eyebrow; this was the first time he had met such a sensible beastman here, and he couldn't help but think more highly of Dante.
Just this apology alone made him far better than a certain stubborn beastman.
He told Owen to leave quietly to avoid unnecessary trouble, knowing full well that the beastmen of the tribes here held great prejudice against the Silver-Winged Snake tribe.
Of course, if a Silver-Winged Snake beastman dared to come and deceive an Omegina of their tribe, Dante would not let it go easily either.
"That's right, if you two need help, just come to the Nomadic Wolf tribe to find us," Tania chimed in.
"Alright, we'll speak of it when there is a real need." Rowan considered their kindness accepted.
"The Nomadic Wolf tribe will be here for a while. Also, you must treat your mate well; feelings must be expressed so the other party knows." For the last sentence, Tania leaned close to Owen's ear and whispered.
