The Tiger Tribe

"I bare no name, but after recent encounters, Light will do just fine." I softened up and replied. After all, what could go wrong.

"Okay, Light where do you come from?" He asked looking straight into my eyes, and I suddenly felt compelled to speak the truth.

"I am from the Kestramore region, White Coast in the Manor of Lady Enslong." I replied, quickly averting my gaze. What if he reports me? I am a runaway slave after all, and I heard they kill such slaves. I was just given new life for it to be taken away!

" You're a slave?" After staring for what seemed like a millennia to me, Alson spoke.

"_" Eshwyn help me! Will he report me? Argh! I am out of words, I thought I would live here away from the constraints of the chains!

"Don't worry! I hate slavery. I kill slave traders when I have the chance." I could hear the reassurance and fury in his voice. I, I just somehow trusted him.

"I am a hunter by the way. I wonder... Nevermind" He spoke but quickly shrugged it off.

"Do you have a place to stay?" This should be rhetorical right?, haha, you see a runaway slave in the forest, and you ask if he has a place to stay.

"Are you inviting me?" I blurted out after a moment of thought.

"Are you accepting?" I could basically feel the eagerness in his voice.

"I would have to die if I said no!" I smiled, and nodded. Maybe, just maybe, not everyone is as evil as the slave traders and Lady Enslong.

'You are too gullible! You met this stranger and you're following him home.' I almost turned, and looked around. Where did that voice come from?

'I am Light-Walker, the sword unjustfully gifted to a naive human child.' The voice sounded irritated, and it seemed that only I could hear it. I glanced at the sword in my hands. Light-Walker erhh?

' This is where your journey begins.' The sword glowed a little.

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The Tiger Tribe was a very beautiful place, with many mountains and cottages I'd like to own. The were 5 mountains, but it seemed that not many tigers live there. The Tiger Tribe was like a commercial site with many tigers doing business or bringing their spoils from a hunt to sell. I guess I am like Mr. Alson and Elan's spoil.

"Wow! So cute." I felt the gazes of many tigresses scan through my body.

"How many do you think he can make? One,two?" I heard another ask.

"Maybe 3." Another raised 3 fingers with squinted eyes, as if a scholar examining a great mystery.

"Mr. Alson, why are there so few tigresses?" After sweeping through the females examining me as if a unique specimen, I noticed，they are so few. Are they the specimen? –_–

"Please do not call me mister—"

Pfft. Mister Elan burst into vigorous laughter, I didn't understand what was funny, but owell,maybe, that was a tradition.

"—cough, I'm barely 25. Our tribes have rare amounts of females. Females are the jewels if our eyes." After what I think was a fake cough, Mr.- I mean Alson continued.his explanation.

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