The seemingly endless journey through the scratching trees with the vicious Blood Owls and ferial foxes, attacking every once in a while, is over as the warriors walk out into a clearing. Not even the fire root could keep them from their destination.
Dead plants surround them. Dry and hard, they crunch under their feet.
Close by, a large marble wall stands, partially shielding the view of an extravagant castle behind its walls sparkle slightly, as if tempting them to come closer. The smell of campfires tingles their noses.
“Seira, ma-maybe, you sh-should put the Bl-Bl-Blood Owl down now.” Vi stutters. Seira scoffs, laughing at how the blood thirsty creature continuously pecks at the rams’ skull on the back of her head. The owl has beady white eyes and its beak is twisted and sharp, similar to the branches in the forest, but far more dangerous. Its dark blue wings flap, causing scratches to appear against the skull. Leonardo walks over to the girls, picking the creature up in his hands, unfazed by its attempt to injure him as it viciously pecks at his fingers. Seira’s protests dies within her throat when Leonardo raises an eyebrow at her. With a low growl, Leonardo scares the Blood Owl, making it fly back into the deep woods with a loud shriek.
“Oh big brother, you always pick Vi’s side! You are no fun! Ophi gets to have a pet!” Seira pouts playfully, flicking a few strands of hair out of her eyes. “Yes little sister, but her pet doesn’t continuously peck at her fellow brethren, making Rexrus cry.” Leonardo smiles.
“I’m not crying!” Rexrus mumbles, his hands rubbing the stubble on his face as he glares at Leonardo whom smiles radiantly back. For some reason, Rexrus has never been comfortable with birds and this one, trying to claw at his face, did not help with that matter. Seira giggles, bouncing up into the large form of Rexrus, poking his large muscles in a teasing manner. “Yeah, you are! Aw, did the little birdy hurt the big old Rexrus?”
The sound of hooves and metal echo in Nova’s ears. “Time to move. We cannot deal with anymore delay. There is someone whom I need to see.” With Nova’s words, her warriors stop talking, their faces serious.