As the founder of the Silver Mane Tribe, Barnett had seen his fair share of challenges. Yet, nothing had stunned him quite like Logan' vision for the future.
The idea of a tribal academy, a place to train the next generation of warriors, mages, and craftsmen, was revolutionary. If it came to fruition, it would lay the foundation for the Silver Mane Tribe to endure for centuries.
Barnett, though humble in his own background and abilities, understood the gravity of this vision.
"Good," he said simply, his voice heavy with the weight of agreement.
Logan nodded, satisfied. "Thank you, Grandpa. I asked you to lead the collage because there's no one I trust more. You've been a guiding figure for the tribe, and the academy will become the cornerstone of everything we build. All those who graduate will have a bond with you, and that will ensure loyalty and unity in the future."