The Coppalicon shrieked, tussled and toiled at the city gates, but not too keen on trying to contain them, the guards let them pass once Aerin managed to calm them down. The creatures were a liability, but with the help of slave collars, they could easily be turned obedient or with a looser grip on their minds the birds could even be trained to better at behaving themselves.
"So where are you getting the slave bands from exactly?" Rose asked Brenna, unable to hold her curiosity any longer.
Looking out the curtains still–trying to spy a guard that had given them trouble before, Brenna couldn't remember exactly who it was and so her eyes scanned through every face as they passed through the gates, but none of them felt like the man she was looking for.
'Did I imagine it?' She thought, pondering if the event even happened. However, since she lacked all recollection of the man, she decided to let the matter go and instead focus on Rose's question.
