Bab 170: Thundar's pressure

Time always seems to accelerate during peaceful days.

One morning, as Orion crawled out of his warm bedding and stepped outside his tent, he was greeted by the sight of snowflakes drifting down from the sky. Winter had arrived.

"Chieftain! You're awake?" 

Orion responded with a soft hum to the guard who greeted him. 

Two Frost Wolves, now noticeably larger than before, approached Orion, lowering their heads for him to pet and rub. 

"They're almost fully grown, aren't they?" 

Orion pulled out two Pet Pills and fed them to the Frost Wolves, casually asking the question. 

"Not yet, chieftain. Prophet Onyx said they'll need another two years to fully mature." 

"Their bloodline is stronger than their parents', so they'll likely grow even larger." 

Hearing this, Orion's eyes lit up slightly, and he offered a few words of advice to the guards, Beyn and Torba.