The next morning Hua Ro got ready and waited by the flap of the tent. His mate and his beautiful baby boy came up behind him.
"do you really have to go? Ning might be an ice spiritual root like you. There is a possibility that he can handle the cold well..." Hachin said with a worried frown.
Hua leaned down and gently kissed his lips. "he is most likely no. I told you right. we roc's are not born with spiritual roots. I was infused with an ice spirit that's what makes up part of our roots. our little Ning does not have any roots as of now. But if I can get the fire spirit, he can develop fire roots."
"but ist too risky you stupid roc." Hachin hugged his waist. "and I don't like being here without you."
Hua Ro seemed very uncomfortable at his statement. "I am entrusting you to xu da ping and his sister. They both are.. agreeable. Just wait here for a few days. I will come back for you guys...."