Caspian landed near the mouth of the cave with a heavy, deliberate thud, ignoring Raiden's screeching entirely. He carefully set Hana on her feet, his tail sweeping behind him to claim the space as his own.
Raiden caught up a second later, his nine tails puffed out in fury. "You did that on purpose, you big lizard!" He began to rant again. "I've been guarding this loot like a god, managing these smelly pigs, and you can't even give me a decent landing?"
But he suddenly stopped mid-rant, his green eyes darting to Hana, then to the sky where Kulu was just touching down.
Raiden's nose twitched. The air was thick with the scent of roasted fish, herbs, and something else—the sharp, unmistakable musk of a fresh, primal bond.
He was sharp and definitely knew whose bond it was.
"Oh," Raiden said, his voice dropping as his eyes slowly rolled down to Hana's thigh, where the scent was the strongest.
