The Archeops closed her eyes as she soared high above the town, closing her eyes as the wind ruffled past her feathers. She opened her eyes and blinked when she heard screaming coming from below. She scowled as she saw Cherrie trailing after her, all the way down on the ground. Ixchel shook her head, then beat her wings and began to glide for the forest.
"Cute." Foster snorted. Julius frowned, swishing his tails. He seriously doubted that he should tell the Braviary about his even smaller family members. "As nice as buried treasure is, we're looking for some friends." He answered carefully. "And you're in our way. So if you'll excuse me..." The Floatzel squeezed around the bird, searching for another tree with claw marks.




