"um...correct me if i am wrong but does the snake attacked because you're a vulture?" she asked carefully.
Veer glanced at her, his jaw tight, then gave a small smirk.
"You're smart. Yeah."
Kaya froze, her thoughts racing. "Wait, so just because you're a vulture, they attacked you? Without a reason? We didn't even touch them!"
"Exactly," he muttered bitterly, his voice sharp. "That's the problem. It wasn't even their territory. Those damn crawling -creatures… earthworms… whatever you call them. They always do this. If it wasn't for you, I'd have killed them all already. Bastards."
Kaya blinked, his words sinking in. And then, slowly, it clicked.
Of course. How could a vulture ever just run away from a snake? They were mortal enemies, like fire and water—one couldn't exist in peace with the other. They wouldn't stop until one of them was dead.
"So…" Kaya's voice softened, almost hesitant. "You were scared because I was with you?"
Veer's eyes flicked to her. He nodded firmly.