Chapter 105
"Coo coo coo..." You absolutely insisted that I fly in this direction. Look out there—the ocean is right in front of us!
"Squeak squeak squeak!" You are incredibly annoying! I told you to keep flying, so just shut up and fly!
A vibrant green peacock, carrying a tiny fox securely on its back, soared gracefully over the jagged precipice of the cliff side. Surveying the endless expanse of rolling waves stretching out before them, the avian couldn't resist letting out a noisy complaint.
Growing thoroughly impatient with the nagging, the little fox aggressively rubbed its furry head against the peacock's neck to shut him up.
The dynamic between this unlikely duo was exceptionally rare; despite belonging to entirely different beast lineages, they possessed an uncanny ability to map the underlying meaning behind each other's vocalizations.
