Serelyth's wings stretched, the faint shimmer of her magic brushing over the rescued creatures like a protective cloak. "The hunters are clever," she said softly. "But we've avoided them this time. Their absence is… unsettling, though. They could be anywhere."
Renkai adjusted the straps on his pack, carrying some of the smaller creatures in soft cloth pouches. "Better they are safe in the Grove, where the portal keeps them protected. No one can touch them there."
Lira nodded, keeping the Book close. She traced the glowing threads that marked the creatures on its pages, the illustrations shifting to show each one finding a place in the Grove's gardens, tunnels, or pools. "Once we return, we'll need to ensure each of them has a proper home," she said. "Every creature deserves to thrive, not just survive."
