Walter's complexion paled slightly, nervously gripping the straps of his basket, looking around.
This path was usually very deserted; currently, everyone in the tribe was busy preparing for winter, no one had the free time to notice a group of sub-beasts gathered in one place, especially since Rylan, the most beautiful sub-beast in the tribe, was here.
Seeing Walter scared white, Rylan finally spoke leisurely:
"We aren't going to do anything to you, just wanted to send a small gift to Kaelen through you."
Walter thought his ears were playing tricks on him, unable to hold back a: "Huh?"
"Huh what huh?!" Pax snapped again, yanking the basket off Walter's back. Another sub-beast flipped the basket cover open, stuffing their items inside. Walter was completely dumbfounded; he truly didn't believe this bunch of bastards knew how to give gifts of gratitude.
Pax looked at Walter's bewildered expression, couldn't resist kicking him, and said harshly:
