Red Fox watched its frantic appearance and could not help letting out a long sigh. It gently patted its head with a paw and patiently explained, "I know everything you've said. I'm reluctant to leave this place too.
But the current situation is quite dangerous for us. We have no choice but to move. If we don't leave in time, we might not be able to get away at all.
The marmot's face filled with question marks, confusion flooding its eyes as it anxiously pressed on.
"Boss, don't keep me in suspense! What exactly is the danger? What's the situation? Explain it all to me in detail. I promise I won't be scared..."
Although it claimed not to be afraid, its little paws had already clenched tight.
Red Fox raised its right paw and pointed toward the human camp to the east, speaking gravely.
"See that direction? A group of humans has come over there with a lot of machinery. They've already built a camp and dug a huge pit. Judging by the looks of it, they're mining."
Following Red Fox's right paw, the marmot strained to look eastward.
But the curtain of rain was like a thick veil, wrapping the distant scenery up so tightly that it could see nothing but a gray blur.
It tilted its head in confusion. "The humans came to mine near us. What does that have to do with moving?"
Red Fox ignored its question and continued, "I just received some news. Several powerful beings deep in the wilderness—
Golden Feather Eagle from Blackstone Mountain and Black Bear from the Deadwood Forest, among others—are now interested in those humans' mine. They think the humans might be digging up a Spirit Stone Mine.
Once they go to war with the humans, the battlefield will cover