Literature
CC | Right Here With You
Immediately, once they had landed, Fidelia knew something was up. Sure, Monti was around the camp, his footprints left behind, trailing off into the forest. For what? Fidelia couldn’t tell you, it could be general hunting, off doing whatever Monti does, or tracking Leshen, but he was there. And he was fine, the footprints showing no rushing, and Grimsby was alright, dozing and playing back recordings to himself. The sounds turning into a recording of Vita’s chirpings, who flew past them and landed onto Grim. The nuzzling and affection apparent between them and not odd to say the least. No, it was the fact that in the dead of sprin