Owen was a bit reluctant to move; this weather always made him unable to suppress the instinct to sleep. But he would not delay the task the Omegina had entrusted to him.
He flew up and circled the mountain a few times but discovered nothing.
"There are no signs of any creature's activity up there; it probably isn't anything."
"Alright, you go back to sleep." Rowan was still skeptical.
Unexpectedly, this Omegina was so sharp that he could sense his presence. Julian ran as fast as he could, almost being discovered by the Silver-Winged Snake beastman.
Spectating indeed came with risks.
Julian preened his feathers, which had been ruffled by the wind; his snow-white plumage was the most natural camouflage in the snow season.
Now he had an intense curiosity about the Omegina walking beside that Silver-Winged Snake. To stay beside such a ferocious beastman without running away was one thing, but to be able to order him around was truly extraordinary.
