Bai Wanwan closed her eyes, but sleep wouldn't come.
She could feel that Chou Rong hadn't fallen asleep either.
Feeling the strong, slightly heavy beat of his heart, she assumed he was still agonizing over the tribe's recent, unusual quiet and the potential crisis it foreshadowed.
She raised her hand, gently stroking his muscular arm and back as if soothing a great, restless beast. Her voice was light and soft. "Don't worry so much. As long as we can remain stable for these first few months and use this time to build our strength."
She paused. "Then, we can select a few absolutely loyal and resolute Orange Rank males and use a Potion to help them ascend to Red Rank... Once our Tiger Clan has more top powerhouses, we'll be able to face any future storm with more confidence and come through it safely."
