Ch-11 Who gets the Chick? Part 2

He quickly ran toward his usual rock, before hurriedly sitting down while leaning against it and without telling his confused students anything closed his eyes. It didn't even take him a second to enter the zone, and the moment he did, he saw that the needle representing Frost was pulsing rapidly as if a flickering light.

Without wasting a single moment, he went toward the needle and entered the tunnel, before he felt the usual freefalling experience associated with warging. A moment later, his sight and almost all of his other senses got enhanced as he suddenly started seeing through the eyes of his companion.

The first thing he noticed after entering frost was that he was above a massive green forest that seemed to stretch forever, with a few mountains dotted here and there, and he was just beside a massive cliff with his point of view going up and down as he felt Frost flapping her wings intensely while occasionally screeching angrily from time to time.

It was the first time he had ever felt Frost get this angry at someone, as she was usually a very mild-mannered eagle, but this time something seemed to have ticked her off completely, as her anger seemed to increase with every screech.

And if he hadn't gotten so good at isolating his own thoughts from those of Frost's courtesy of his daily mediation training, then he would have been a lot more affected by Frost. And after reading about some of those horror stories in those ancient texts written in Old Tongue about wargs becoming a lot more animalistic as time passed, he was very thankful that he religiously practiced his techniques every day and didn't slack off.

The reason for Frost's ire wasn't very far away, as a snow eagle appeared in front of them fluttering her wings and trying to intimidate frost with screeches of her own. This eagle was a bit bigger than Frost and looked quite older than her too.

At first glance, both of them seemed to be of the same species just born with different colors but with a deeper look the differences become very noticeable. While the snow eagle was a little larger than Frost she had already hit her peak size whereas Frost was still very young and had a lot of room for growth.

And even though the snow eagle was trying to look as intimidating as possible, it was very easy to see by looking into her eyes and the way she darted around, that she was scared out of her wits and was just trying to look for a way to run away.

'Hey, Frost. What happened, why are you so worked up about this eagle,' Jon thought his questions to Frost using a telepathy-like technique.

Frost immediately started sending back her response using an amalgam of thoughts, emotions, and a few memory images. It took a couple of seconds for Jon to decipher her thoughts from all that but he understood the gist of the situation.

It turns out that the eagle was the same one from the last time, the one who had taken to occupying and stealing from Frost's nest while she was away until Frost had gotten tired of her and scared her away after leaving her heavily injured.

But while Frost had thought this shitty bird had learned her lesson and wouldn't dare to come back, it seems that the snow eagle seemed to think differently as not only did she have the gall to come back, she even tried to steal a rabbit from Frost's nest that she had just hunted.

It was too much for Frost to handle as while Frost may look gentle and cute most of the time, at her core, she was the ultimate predator of the sky. And the one thing most essential to a predator in a huge forest like Wolfswood is that they need to be able to defend their territory aggressively, or else they wouldn't be able to survive for long.

The snow eagle was already sporting a couple of injuries courtesy of Frost, so she didn't seem to have a very good chance of winning, and Frost's thoughts weren't merciful at all so It didn't look like she would be letting the snow eagle out of this one alive.

The shitty bird abruptly dived toward them and tried to peck at Frost with her beak but Frost easily dodged her, but the snow eagle was a lot older and a crafty one as she wasn't actually attacking Frost instead was counting on her dodging and after passing Frost she didn't look back and immediately used the opportunity to fly away.

Frost got even more furious and immediately followed after her, and while Frost might be a bit smaller and younger than the snow eagle, the one advantage she had due to being an Ice Eagle was that she was absurdly fast so it didn't take Frost long to catch up to her.

The second she reached her, Frost immediately swooped down and attacked the bird but the Snow eagle dodged at the last moment and once again widened the distance between them leaving Frost behind. Frost screeched and tried to attack her again and again with the same results occasionally leaving scratches.

The reason why Frost had still not taken the slower eagle down yet started to appear before Jon. As while the snow eagle was slower than Frost, her body was full of various scars proving that she must have been in a lot of battles making her a lot more experienced and cunning than the young and naive Frost.

'Alright! Calm Down, Frost. Follow my lead from now on,'

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