These days, Little Lion often came to chat with Winters.
But Winters became increasingly silent, even less lively than when he'd just awakened, only showing some vitality when with Erhulan.
After leaving his sister and Winters, Little Lion did not return to his own felt tent. He led his horse out and rode eastward with his guard.
He crossed the hill slopes, galloped alongside the creek, and arrived at another camp several kilometers away.
The camp where Winters and Erhulan were was very small, not the real Red River Tribe's "old camp"; it was mostly composed of the elderly, women, and children who had survived from Bianli, along with a few wounded.
The camp that Little Lion arrived at, however, was occupied only by adult males, with armored guards wielding swords visible everywhere.
There were also a few robust guards armed with bows and quivers, known as "quiver bearers".