"Take care of this, Nox." I murmured, handing him the bag of snacks.
He let out a soft hoot in response, his bright blue eyes watching me with understanding.
"Stay here. Don't you dare follow me." My voice carried a quiet finality. "I'll get you once everything is done. Do you understand?"
Another hoot—acknowledging, yet tinged with reluctance.
I ran my fingers through his feathers, a brief moment of warmth before I turned my attention back to the clearing.
A storm churned within me.
I rose from the branch in a single fluid motion.
Davian's gaze snapped toward me immediately, sharp and assessing. But before he could react, I inhaled deeply, summoning the force that lay dormant in my blood.
And let my Dragon's Presence surge.
