A few hours after Ikrah was gone, Gur'kan went towards where the battle band that was attached to the warbands that he was leading. Raising the flaps of the tent, he stared at the neatly placed battle horns in their rightful places. The war drums were all line up according to their size, from the smallest ones to the biggest.
Gur'kan approached the nearest battle band member to him and patted him on the shoulders to wake him up. "Mmmm..." the orc responded, but just turned sideways and looked the other way. Gur'kan knitted his brows together, but let it go. He bended forward and patted the orc on the chest and when it was not working, he gave the orc some gentle slaps on the face. The sleeping orc just slapped his hands away and continued in his slumber.