"Zy, thank you so much for bringing me along," Jaime said pushing the thick grasses that slapped his face hard away.
Lucas chuckled, keeping up with Roman's steps with heavy breathing. "Zyran didn't even see you tag along," he informed.
The rest of their hiking became very quiet. With their heavy steps crushing tiny people's and dried leaves the only sound the island mountain had.
Lucas grabbed a water bottle from his bag pack, taking a light gulp. He poured it over his head. "I saw in the news that some wild animals now take refuge in Islands like these,"
"Are you saying it's not safe?" Jaime asked interested in the conversation.
Lucas smirked, patting Jaime on the shoulder. "We only do dangerous bro, when it comes to Zyran... it's-"
"Live fast or die trying," Roman completed with a chuckle.
Zyran smiled, but didn't stop walking. He enjoyed the tough exercise like these, it kept his mind occupied.
