Report: Part I

“We need to get back,” Frowning Tiger said after a while.

The Giant Black Mamba had been burned to a crisp. Normally the body of a Magical Beast with great armor-like skin, or in this case scales, like the Giant Black Mamba would have been treated like a treasure. It could have been used to create many tools and weapons. And its offal could have been sold to the nearby towns for an expensive sum. But such a treasure had been burnt alive, simply because it incurred the wrath of a few Tigers.

“Yeah,” Rash Tiger, the only one of similar status who could speak freely with Frowning Tiger agreed with his words. His arms were wrapped around Joe’s shoulder and there was a jovial look about him.

“Come Joe. You need to tell the Elders what you found out.” Rash Tiger stated and took the lead.

“Yes Uncle,” Joe responded from underneath his uncle’s arm. Since Rash Tiger was so big, Joe looked like a helpless