Caspian launched his massive body forward, the sheer muscular kinesis of his stride cracking the gravel beneath his heavy boots.
Even while carrying Hana with the absolute gentlest precision, his steadiness and speed entirely outclassed the raw agility of the felines.
With every single step, he covered thrice the distance of a bounding leopard, his tail cutting through the mountain air behind them like a black rudder to maintain a perfectly smooth, vibration-free ride for Hana's belly.
"Rats run fast," Caspian rumbled down to her, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that resonated right against Hana's spine. "But dragons fly. Hold tight, mine."
Raiden and Kulu didn't lag behind either. Raiden's nine pink tails swept back into a sleek, aerodynamic fan, his emerald eyes glinting with a vicious, competitive focus as he kept perfect pace right at Caspian's side, deliberately cutting off Ren's line of sight whenever the white-haired leopard tried to peer back at Hana.
