Up on the trees, the night scouts who were relaxing while snuggling up with a blanket way upon the tallest trees couldn't help feeling bored a bit.

Presently, all 3 of them sat on trees very adjacent to one another.

This was their team.

And if one were to walk along the shorelines further along the forests, they would see other teams strategically placed apart from each other.

From here, they couldn't really see the other team's high up in the trees.

But they knew they were there.

They shivered up on the trees while moderating their breathing.

Being a scout was truly hard.

Whether rain, lightning, snow, wind or sun, they had to stay here until they were told to leave.

Even when it was freezing like hell, they were to stay put unless there was something to report back.

Yes. That's right.

The wilderness was their true room.

So this job wasn't easy.

People regularly died out here... Especially in the winter.

That's why they came prepared while staying up on the trees at night.

In the day, during winter when the trees were mostly bare, they had to hide at ground level and only climb up from time to time to check things out.

But during the night, they definitely stayed up in the trees.

The good thing was that 8/10 wild creatures went into hibernation while the other fraction was still roaming around at this time too.

Some very deadly beasts hibernated in summer and Fall just to get up in winter instead.

So they had to be extremely careful too.

That said, while staying up on the trees, they had their blankets, scarfs, gloves and black cotton masks that looked like those for thieves instead.

They also had their bows and arrows if some wild creature tried barking up the wrong tree.

The gang of 3 leaned back against the trees, all facing the shores in a dull state.

.

One of them swung his legs and rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Day in, day out. We do the same bloody thing, but nothing exciting ever happens around here."

"Got that right. When I joined the organization as a pirate, I thought I'd be out in the high seas killing, looting and enjoying all the pleasures in life. But who would've thought that I, a born and raised Morg, would be taken in as a Land Pirate and sent to Pyno instead? Dang, it! This place is sh**t!!!"

"I second that. This place is absolute trash! Who still has unstoned roads nowadays?

The roads and tiny footpaths are still bare. And when rain falls, it all turns muddy.

Uggh... So ancient.

As expected, no place comes close to Morgany."

"Agreed!

At least, it's not all that bad since that Baymard place started making some good items.

I heard that around March this year, they sent old Nicodemus to report the matter to the organization with proof.

So he should be arriving sometime next Summer.

By then, those in our beloved Morgany should make plans on taking these things."

"Heh.

I think these shameless Baymardians stole these ideas and things from our people in Morgany... Or else, how could they have the brains to come out with them?

Who doesn't know that these Pyno people are dumb and uncivilized?

So what good could they make?

Tsk! Once those in Morgany know, they'll come back and teach these thieves what happens when one steals from us, Morgs!!"

(*^*)

...

The trio kept up their usual banter and routine of mocking these uncivilized people and belittling them.

As usual, because they had been working together for so long, they had their own way of doing their jobs.

Right about now, 2 typically slept, while one of them stayed up.

And they would switch like so, taking naps until places got brighter.

Then they would go down from the trees and stay out on the ground until afternoon. That's when their shifts ended. 

So they preferred taking their naps now, before getting down in the early periods of the morning and facing some beasts and creatures below.

With the many scouts, spies and everyone else stationed around the territory, nothing ever happened out here at night, so what was the worry?

One of the pirates folded his hands under his blankets and adjusted his body against the tree before yawning: "Alright, boys... It's night out for me. "

"Me too. It's light out for me too."

"Well, it looks like I'll be the one staying watch again. You all better bit sleep too deeply, or... Eh?... SHHH!!!! Do you hear that?"

Insanely, everyone sat back up again and jerked their ears out in silence.

~Broooahhhh~~~

~Broooahhhh~~~

~Broooahhhh~~~

Snowy bears?

(°0°)

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They listened to the sounds and once again confirmed that what they were listening to was indeed the sounds of snowy bears.

One would think that they were safe up here.

But snowy bears were like the snow and loved being out in the snow.

They were a little thinner than regular bears and could climb trees ridiculously fast.

They were also very active at night time too since they liked fishing then.

It was said that they could see in the night as clear as day.

They didn't know how correct this sentence was.

But from their previous experience, these snow bears had once spotted them in the dead of night and had quickly climbed up in a heartbeat and attacked them brutally.

These bears travelled in packs of 20 or more.

So even with their bows & arrows, they were utterly helpless in this matter.

Dammit!

The last time they faced these bears was the previous winter when they almost got torn into pieces by their sharp steel-like teeth.

These bears could shatter the legs of chairs with just one bite.

So imagine how fast they'd be able to bite off chunks of their flesh?

The more they listened to the calling sounds, the paler their faces grew.

~Broooahhhh~~~

F***!

They had to move now!!!