Kite and Viperus, bound together by the system's whims, wandered through the nearby mountains and forests.
"I want to walk on my own," Kite grumbled, crossing her arms stubbornly.
Viperus gave her a sharp look, his voice low and serious. "The grass here is thick and dense. There are snakes, scorpions, and other dangerous reptiles hiding within it."
Kite pouted. Aren't you a snake? she thought to herself but didn't dare say it out loud.
Still, she obediently let Viperus carry her. After all, his idea of "nearby" was dozens of miles away from their cave. If she had to rely on her two legs, she doubted she'd make it there in a day—or even two.
I wish I had a bike, she sighed inwardly.
As they walked, Kite suddenly remembered the sweet fruit she'd eaten that morning. Her eyes lit up with curiosity. "Viperus, where did you find those fruits?"
Viperus pointed ahead. "Not far. We'll be there soon."
