The lower body was a thick snake tail, covered with tough scales, muscles adjusting their strength with the terrain.
When encountering a steep slope, the snake tail first coiled around a nearby tree to stabilize the body before moving bit by bit.
When passing over slippery stones, the scales spread slightly to enhance grip.
It moved steadily, without any wobbling.
Seraphina Caldwell could clearly feel the caution in his every move.
Raindrops slid down the brim of her hat, but her body was almost completely dry.
"Don't move around, don't scratch yourself."
"Wyatt Yardley, aren't you getting too tired like this?"
Seraphina asked softly.
Her voice was nearly drowned out by the rain.
Wyatt looked down at her, his Adam's apple moved, his voice softened.
"Not tired. You should gain some weight, you're still too light now."
After saying this, his tone carried no reproach.
"Sleep a little if you're tired."
Seraphina didn't speak further, curling up more into his embrace.
