Tanetomo was in an especially bad mood that day, bad enough to make his coworker sergeant, elite guard captain, and the rest turn to tears. The reason for that was the complete evaporation of the snow battlefield military budget. The party responsible is known, nothing amiss there. Business as usual. Grumblings of "how about I just tear out all those whiskers?" unconsciously slip out, but for now it's a matter of how to make the best of the situation.