The Beastman who was speaking suddenly stopped and looked down at his feet.
The Beastman Warriors around him, who had been listening intently, noticed the strange look on his face as he stared at the ground. "What's wrong?" one of them couldn't help but ask.
"It's already gotten dark. If we don't head back soon, we'll be in trouble if we run into a large pack of beasts out hunting."
But the Beastman handed the kill he was carrying on his shoulder to a tribesman beside him, then crouched down and pressed his ear to the ground, listening intently.
After a moment, he stood up, his expression grim as he stared at the ground. "Something's digging down there."
"Digging?" The Beastmen looked at one another in confusion. "Isn't that normal?"
The Beastman Warrior shook his head. "It's deep. Very deep."
The expressions of several Black Wolf Tribe Beastman Warriors changed abruptly. "Are you saying there's a beast underground?"
