449 Prolog: The griffin (part 3)

Cranberry, Mary, and Roan followed Arion for a while going through the forest until they reached a particularly overgrown thicket until the black wolf suddenly stopped and tensed up while sticking his head through the brushes.

"What is it, Arion?"

As they all stopped behind Mary's familiar, and the brown-haired girl herself asked him in a tense voice.

"Raor..."

The wolf growled back quietly without trying to look back at his master.

"That's good, then, right, let's go...!"

"Raor!"

"Eh...?!"

Mary perked up and tried to walk by Arion but the black wolf growled a bit louder and in a very harsh manner, making the brown-haired girl flinch and tense up.

"What is it about?"

Cranberry exchanged surprised looks with Roan and asked the brown-haired girl.

"We found the nest – but Arion says it might be too late for imprinting."

Mary turned around to her friends and explained with concern.