The Clan Leader shook his head. "No, but her Amu was a Witch Disciple. After I learned she knew about medicinal herbs, I sent some of our tribe members to the small tribe.
The Small Tribe Leader said her Father and Amu both came from outside the forest. All he knew was that her Amu was a Witch Disciple; he wasn't clear on the rest."
"A Witch Disciple!" The witch sighed, a touch of melancholy clouding his features.
His voice was somewhat low. "Is our tribe really going to perish in this generation?"
To this day, not a single Pure Human in the Snow Tiger Tribe has shown any fluctuation of witch power. This meant that in the vast Snow Tiger Tribe, there wasn't even a single Witch Disciple. It was a terrifying thought.
"Witch, you still have a long life ahead of you. We still need your guidance." The Clan Leader crouched down, his gaze firm as he looked at the witch.
