"No, you may not ask." The medicine woman replies, almost sarcastically. She does not return the bow but turns to the chief, whispering in his ear as she strokes his chest with her hand and rubs her thigh against his leg. When she was finished he nodded to the warriors and shouted a few quick orders.<br/><br/>Almost instantly they lowered there weapons and the party began to lead the missionaries down the path deeper into the forest. A few even motioned to the family to help carry there baggage. They did not however, stop leering at Amber. And as they walked Miguel looked more and more afraid, especially when the medicine woman turned back to look at him. It was as if her eyes were staring into his soul, judging him on behalf of his ancestors.