A witch's rage (1)

Nti Anem hovered over the Fu Clan forest unseen. He could tell from their movements, they were preparing to leave. Packing up your clan to leave can only meant one thing; they are running. They are going into seclusion. He had only stayed away a month and this had happened. This prey he had worked hard to prepare, was just going to up and go? If he had come much later, was it even possible that they would have long escaped? Why?

He watched them move frantically. The number of people in the clan had reduced greatly. He noticed that the only ones remaining were those from soul realization upwards. He was curious. So he made himself known.

When Nti Anem appeared before them those around turned vigilant.

“Identify yourself!” a bald tall man appeared before him.

“Why are you all leaving?” he asked so forwardly, the man was taken aback.

“You are trespassing. I will not ask again.” his stern eyes stared down at Nti Anem.