Tula heard the man speak out, "Since everyone is here, let's go the elder must already be waiting for us"
They all nodded, as they began walking deeper into the alleway soon they all came to a clearing littered with camps where elders or humans that look like twigs are busy mending their tents.
The humans paid no mind to them as they walked by before walking into a big tent that looked a lot more neat and better than other tents around. Raising the tents they all walked into the tent with the man Tula was tailing being the last as he looked behind and around him in caution before going into the tent.
"Found them" Tula thought to herself, but she still hadn't seen the face of the elder they were visiting. He is probably the leader of this rebel group.
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