Chapter 61: A shifter heir
"You said his mother is dead. How? That’s heartbreaking. I don’t even know how I can teach him to fly."
Ren carried Ogain in her arms as they neared the iron door once more.
"His mother was from an ancient royal bloodline. She was old, and the pregnancy took a toll on her. You know they are mammals and don’t lay eggs. She died three days after giving birth," Kai explained.
Ren pouted. This baby was just like her.
"I love him so much. I’ll take care of him," she murmured, stroking his head. The fledgling snuggled deeper into her embrace.
Arkilla chuckled. "I doubt this little one will ever feel the loss of his mother with you around."
She then turned to Ren. "By the way, I believe Calisa and the bird clans can help with his flying lessons, assuming, of course, he doesn’t decide to hunt them instead."
Ren’s face paled. She hadn’t thought that far ahead when she made her wish. Ogain was a predator, after all. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Now she had a new concern, making sure he had enough food to grow properly.
"This bloodline prefers lambs, and cattle," Kai reassured her. "And they can distinguish between shifters and prey animals. You have nothing to fear. Just be cautious when he grows large enough to carry you. This kind of griffin is enormous."
Ren nodded. "I will do my best." She didn’t care how large Ogain would become. All that mattered was protecting him from greedy hands. As Agara had warned, human hunters or even noblemen would go to great lengths to possess a creature like him.
As they passed through the iron door, the guard’s gaze fell on the fluffy black creature in Ren’s arms. His brows knitted in confusion.