She lifted the animal hide curtain.
...
"My wings are long and I'm the fastest flier. I'll take you back myself." Song Yi transformed into his beast form and lowered himself slightly next to An Jin, his beautiful, narrow blue eyes gazing at her gently.
"Thank you."
An Jin didn't refuse. She readily grabbed a few tufts of soft, golden feathers on his wing and kicked her legs, trying to climb up.
Below them were sheer cliffs; only the Eagle Clan could fly down.
Before her was a beautiful Golden Eagle with a slender, elegant form. He was remarkably robust, with a wingspan of nearly six or seven meters, like a small airplane.
The Eagle Beast's feathers, both soft and hard, shimmered in the sunlight with a dazzling, golden luster, so beautiful they were almost opulent.
Seeing the female was too small to climb up, Song Yi spread his wings and lowered them, scooping her onto his broad back.
