Southern Wilderness, Rock Sheep Tribe.
A large flock of rock sheep were walking on the high mountains; even the steep cliffs could not stop their steps.
It was spring, and the vegetation had all started growing, providing these rock sheep with abundant food.
The leader Hong Yan's mount, the tallest leader of the flock, stood on a high slope, weaving through bushes and tasting the fresh, juicy young leaves.
Suddenly, it seemed to hear something. Its ears moved, and its head lifted to look in the direction of the sound with vigilance.
Riding a jackal, a warrior was quickly approaching the Rock Sheep Tribe from another mountain.
"Baa!"
The lead sheep let out a loud bleat, then ran towards the tribe's settlement.
"Baa... baa..."
The entire rock sheep flock started bleating, following the leader sheep as they ran rapidly on the steep slope, not a single one lagging behind.
