However, the journey westward was no simple task, especially for the Anasazi tribe, who had no permanent place to stay outside of this desert. They would face a long and perilous journey, especially if they were unfamiliar with the lands beyond the desert they called home. Johan realized their efforts to survive were desperate, but he respected their courage.
"Instead of going to the kingdom, have you thought about returning to your tribe?"
Johan's question hung in the air, leaving a profound silence between them. The Beastfolk of the Anasazi tribe exchanged glances, their faces revealing a mix of emotions—fear, doubt, even a tinge of shame.
Nea, the rabbit-eared woman, looked down and sighed deeply before speaking. "Go back to our tribe? If we could, we would… but we're far too weak to fight them." Her voice trembled, reflecting a deep sorrow.
