- POV General -
In the middle of an unnamed forest in the west of the Vancesia Empire, the trees were shaken by a powerful and fast-moving gust of wind. The ground seemed to tremble, the most fearful animals hid and the most reckless dared to observe with a cautious eye. For good reason, Freya and Gaya were racing wildly through the trees, their large wings spread out and beating the air with incredible force.
As if there was nothing around them, the two wives were flying to the horizon without worrying about the rest, lost in their own world...they were having fun. The dragoness was in front and despite the difference in power with the she-wolf, her experience in flying was undeniable. In fact, she was even enjoying looking back with a smile, determined to win this unexpected little competition.
"The first to arrive at the small mountain wins !"
"Perfect, that's where I wanted to go fufu~ get ready !"
