Thousand bugs

Erik headed into the forest. He knew the area surrounding the breach well, so it took him less time than usual.

<It's farming time.>

He went to the place where the Lomalins usually were. It was a clearing not too far from the breach where an ancient and tall tree stood.

The moss-covered tree looked as if it belonged in a fantasy world. Beside it stood a massive boulder, measuring four to six meters wide, encircled by smaller rocks. Deep purple lilies blossomed among the green leaves in the gaps between the stones.

In the middle of the clearing, there were several groups of Lomalins skittering around.

<They are more than usual,> Erik thought. <Could it perhaps be due to other Thaids invading their territory?>

Erik didn't have an answer to that, but it was the only reasonable explanation. First, the Leylarhad cub, then the Criculs. It looked like something was forcing these beasts to move out of their territories.