Shinobi Clans Novels & Stories

and he was 10-years-old this year. Even he was astonished by how handsome he looked. He had long dark hair, a chiselled face, a perfect nose, and a beautiful smile, but what attracted him the most was the set of beautiful yellow eyes. His pupils were light yellow. He had seen countless people on Earth with blue or brown eyes, but never had he seen the light golden iris, similar to the blazing sun. After admiring himself for a few minutes, he went back to bed and started to think about everything he knew. Tsashi was the grandson of the clan leader of the Tsai clan. The Tsai clan was one of the three major powers occupying the capital city of Weng. The other two being the Suwon and the Vii

Chen inquired, his expression still cautious but in his mental scape, the Bright Goddess Butterfly took the flowing needles as an obstacle course and began flying around in excitement. "Have you heard of Clear Sky Clan?" Yang stated with a proud expression. Seeing Chen nod, Yang continued, "Our four clans are the subsidiary of the great Clear Sky Clan! Seeing that you didn't try to attack us or covet the corpses of these spirit beasts, we won't harm you." "Ah, thank you!" Chen hurriedly nodded. However, the moment his right arm tilted slightly, Niu's expression changed. He hid it quickly enough and spoke with a low tone.

Meaning that Shin leaders won’t bend or bow to political propaganda. Nor can the Kings or Nobles force them to send specialists who have trained for a century into friendly territory for a spit of land or shiny bobble another lord envies. Another reason that everyone is more or less called cousin in the North. Blood, Bond, Cluster or Marriage makes no difference. Somas can’t send kin against kin. Just like the Demons. Yon aren’t allowed to kill each other. There are too few left. It’s half the reason clans like the Hosas are sent to villages.