Elias Moretti stared at the dwindling food reserves in the storage cave, his brow furrowed into deep lines.
The howling blizzard had only just begun, but the Wild Beasts in the mountain forests had already gone into hiding, making hunting incredibly difficult.
What was more worrying was that the tribe had many new young this hunting season, and he didn't know if their stored food would last until the end of the Cold Season.
Jenna Gable stood at the entrance of the storage cave, her gaze fixed on Elias Moretti's straight, tall back. She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
Ever since he became the leader of the Grymdale Tribe, he had shouldered the burden of the entire tribe alone.
