The two of them picked up pebbles for a while when Owen suddenly lowered his voice, his ears twitching slightly: "They are here. They are advancing towards us from the Southeast and Southwest directions, their speed is quite fast."
"Let's go, avoid them, head upwind." Rowan gestured, leading the way in another direction.
Seeing that the surroundings were filled with uncultivated forest paths, tangled vines, and rugged, difficult-to-walk rocky ground, Owen took advantage of the Omegina's momentary inattention to step forward. He scooped Rowan up in his arms and decisively tossed him onto his back.
Rowan felt the world spin around him. Reflexively, he threw his arms around Owen's neck to maintain his balance, slapping Owen's shoulder somewhat irritably: "What are you doing? We are in the middle of reconnaissance."
