"Shaman... There's something I would like to report"
The tribesman walked inside the room. The place was filled with skulls of differnt animals decorated on the wall from big to small. It's a collection of all the animals around here. In the middle of the room sat a shaman. She was seated on a piece of cloth that was filled with feathers to make it soft.
The tribesman looked up to the shaman and met her eyes. The place was slightly elevated so he from the ground, while she sat, he too needed to sit.
"Speak"
The voice was filled with authority, the tribesman felt his back chilled a bit. He was just a replacement for a guy who was supposed to be here. He took a glance at the shaman again before looking down.
"We can't seem to find your child...." He looked at her again, checking her reaction. However, the female shaman didn't express any. He didn't know if she hid it too well or if this was how she acted.
"...."
