Under Rightâs consolation, Arthur quickly drew himself out from his grief. He patted Rightâs back and then carried him onto his head. âCome, letâs go to the river to drink some water.â
âScreech~â Right flapped his wings happily. The air currents that were created caused his body to sway, and he quickly used his claws to grab on tightly onto Arthurâs hair.
Arthur frowned in pain but didnât stop him. He continued to smile as he walked toward the river.
âRight! Arthur! Where are you guys?â
A femaleâs cry vaguely rang out from the distance. Arthur paused and perked his ears.
âScreech~?â Eagle beastmenâs hearing was a far cry from fox beastmenâs. Right looked around, feeling perplexed. He thought that there was danger lurking and thus bent his legs and lowered his body.
Arthur looked in the direction of the voice. He seemed to have heard a female calling his name earlier? How was that possible? Who would look for him other than his mate?
And who was Right?
Arthurâs gaze darted up and he had a faint premonition.
He soon heard something again, turning this premonition into reality.
âIâm Rightâs mother! Arthur, if you can hear me, come out! Weâve been looking for the two of you!â
Arthurâs body shook and he subconsciously hugged the little eagle on his head into his chest.
âScreech?â Right started to feel nervous from Arthurâs reaction. His eyes opened wide while in Arthurâs embrace, turning his head to look around.
Bathumpâ Bathumpâ
He could hear the sound of an intense heartbeat. It belonged to Arthur.
Rightâs fear suddenly turned faint and an intense battle will rose in his heart. He probed his head out from Arthurâs embrace.
He wanted to protect Arthur.
Arthur returned to his senses and his mind moved quickly.
The little eagleâs mother had come searching for him. Why? Wasnât he abandoned? So his name was Right? It was such a special name. His mother must like him a lot.
But she was going to take the little eagle away. What should he do?
Before he sorted out his thoughts, Arthurâs body had already carried Right uncontrollably and then quickly walked off in the direction opposite from where the voice was coming from.
He had already lost his children and couldnât lose the little eagle as well. Otherwise, heâd die.
âWild beasts are coming. Letâs escape quickly!â
âScreech!â Right immediately replied in agreement.
Arthur turned into his beast form, carried the young eagle beastman on his back, then ran for a distance anxiously without caring where he was going. He went into the river and swam for a distance, got on shore and ran for a distance, then went into the water again. He used all of his skills and only came to a stop after continuing to the next morning.
Arthur had been running for almost a day and a night. His body felt extremely weak, but they had only reached the foot of the mountain.
Rightâs body was covered in morning dew. He turned his head and pecked his feathers, drinking up the few drops of water on the feathersâ surface.
âScreech~ Screech~â
Right felt a little perplexed. He didnât understand why Arthur had to run for so long. He hadnât seen any wild beasts at all.
He liked the seaside and hadnât had enough fun, so he found it a little regretful. However, after seeing how Arthur still took care of him despite being so fatigued, the unwillingness in his heart was wiped away.
He used his head to nudge against the fox head, his black eyes filled with concern.
Arthurâs heart warmed, followed by a pang. He licked Rightâs feathers a little, turned into his human form, then carried Right and asked him.
âDo you miss your mommy?â
Right immediately nodded. âScreech screech screech!â
Mommy was one of the three he had seen when he first opened his eyes. She was also the one who treated him the best. Heâd never forget her in his entire life.
Arthurâs gaze turned dark. Was he wrong? He understood the best what it felt like to lose his child. With him taking the little eagle away, the little eagleâs mother would feel the same pain he felt previously, right?