The whisper Hope heard came from a tall, thin man hiding behind the bushes. He had applied green paint to his face to blend in with the green spring leaves. The shoulder-length hair and a short coat of feathers, tanned animal skins, and cloth completed his tribal look.
"Follow me!" said the mysterious man dressed like a savage and then disappeared beyond the bushes through the forest. Hope made two jumps and reached the top of a tree where she could see him quite well, despite his almost perfect camouflage. He was heading east. Following his path, the woman saw a small village in the middle of the forest in the distance.
Even from such long-range, it was clear that this was no ordinary village, but rather a pile of straw and wicker tents. Those people were probably living a pretty hard life. However, she was curious why that man called her.
