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... orest, slowly.

Because the Birch tribe had been hunting here for several years now, it was rare to encounter groups of prey outside of the forest and its outskirts.

They searched the outermost part of the forest for almost two hours, but they only encountered a few animals.

In desperation, Oscar, relying on the strong lineup of this trip, supported going deeper into the forest. He concluded that they couldn't afford to lose status in front of the Canyon tribe now, could t ...

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