Silvertip Mountain I hope we kill

Sounds good!

The burly female felt her face heat up in embarrassment at showing her religion, but she had nothing to be ashamed of. She was at least happy Zaria didn't say anything about what she believed in, that was a huge pile of weight lifted off of her shoulders. At first she was questioned about why she would say such a thing, but the said woman tossed it off and decided to worry about it later. The information was very strong and had high expectations.

Less wars? Less intruders? Less problems? This yew tree wasn't going to be a savior, but surely it would help, right? Whatever the case, the two headed back to their land they called home.

*done*