The sparrow… She suddenly sat up, pressing a hand to her forehead as a flash of anger sparked in her eyes. That damn bird—where had it flown off to now?
On other side somewhere a few kilometers away from Monkey tribe.
"Huff. Huff. Huff. "
The sparrow struggled through the air, wings wobbling as fatigue clawed at him. His face was pale, eyes locked ahead. Damn it… where did that bastard go, leaving me behind?
Just two or three days ago, he could barely remember the exhaustion from so much flying. And now this. That vulture had swooped in, snatched Kaya, and vanished at a speed no sparrow could hope to match. Of course they'd do this, he muttered bitterly, claws tightening mid-air. Flying that fast, forgetting he was just a tiny little sparrow—how could he ever keep up?
