Chapter 5 - -5
A strange fear sparked in the bird’s eyes — wild, panicked, and oddly... offended.
It began to struggle, flapping weakly, but Kaya’s grip didn’t budge. She had wrestled with worse today, and a trembling puff of feathers wasn’t about to win.
She glanced around. A tiny vine dangled lazily from a stunted tree nearby — too flimsy.
Then her eyes caught something else: the sparrow’s tiny, sharp talons. "Tch," she muttered. "Those little claws are definitely flight-risk material."
Her gaze shifted to a patch of grass. She yanked a long, sturdy blade from the earth — not exactly rope, but firm enough to get the job done. With practiced fingers, she wrapped the grass around the bird’s legs, tying a snug knot before slipping the indignant little creature into the inner pocket of her coat.
The sparrow went still — frozen in absolute, earth-shattering disbelief.
How... howw...
How dare this female... touch me!
This wasn’t just any bird.
He was no ordinary feathered critter.
He was a beastman, a descendant of the sky-guardians — feared, respected, revered.