"Damn it, I can't let you keep acting cool!"
Morgan snorted. He patted Lion's shoulder and muttered something incoherent. Without consent, he jumped down.
A large wolf appeared behind Thomas, howling loudly and its tail wagging away at the giant birds that wanted to get close.
The woman smirked. She clapped her hands together.
"You know, nothing ever escapes me."
Birds circled in the sky, their outstretched wings blocking the light of the sun that was shining down.
"You are not the ruler here." Thomas spun the silver sword, a black shadow flashed against all the beasts that wanted to get close.
The woman looked surprised, but then she glanced at Morgan, who was beside Thomas. The big wolf was glaring and baring its fangs.
"You're just an errand boy." Thomas continued his words, he looked at the wide meadow behind him.
The woman laughed, then tossed her hair that was growing.
