Chapter 63
Chapter 63 Petty Rivals
The second the red fish swam off, the crow darted over at once and nuzzled frantically against the hollow of Lyra’s right neck.
Lyra stared at it in pure confusion.
The crow immediately tilted its head up, staring back at her with big, innocent black eyes.
Lyra fell silent, utterly speechless.
After finishing its clingy nuzzles, the crow flitted back to her left shoulder, and Lyra brushed the strange interaction off without a second thought.
Cedric, who was busy calming his scrambling pets and stopping them from tearing open the food packaging, looked up to see Draven’s spirit animal gliding into the cell.
He felt no irritation, only faint surprise.
Had they all thought of this method?
The moment the bright, graceful red fish appeared, every fluffy creature in the room locked their eyes on it instantly.
The cats stared unblinkingly, coiled and ready to pounce.
The red fish hovered lazily midair, completely unfazed by being targeted as prey by the small cats.
Squeak!
At the sharp, tiny sound, a flash of white darted out from the side like lightning.
The red fish twisted elegantly aside, dodging the ambush effortlessly.
Cedric’s little ferret missed its first strike and hurriedly looked for a good position to launch another
ambush.
Its bold move emboldened the cats, who began leaping repeatedly in attempts to catch the floating fish.
The dogs were far less agile than the cats. They stood below, craning their heads and panting anxiously. growing more restless by the second.
Lyra watched the chaotic, silly scene, barely holding back a laugh.
Seizing the distraction, Cedric quickly tidied up the scattered food and restored order.
He didn’t mind the playful commotion at all.
He then noticed Lyra holding out another handwritten note.
“Sorry… I didn’t mean to p>
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Cedric similed gently and shook his head.
“It’s fine. I should be the one thanking you p>
Lyra set several cartons of milk on the windowsill, gesturing for him and all his pets to share them.
Cedric froze for a moment before offering another sincere word of thanks.
Lyra shook her head in response and jotted down another line.
“If you need anything, you can make a list in advance. I’ll come register it tomorrow p>
Cedric relaxed completely, a soft smile settling on his face.
“Alright p>
Lyra then waved at the red fish.
Bored with the silly game long ago, the little fish zoomed back to her side in an instant.
“It seems all of them love spending time with you,” Cedric remarked with a laugh.
Lyra smiled and wrote shyly, “I guess I’ve always had a way with animals p>
Finished
As she wrote, she noticed that the little ferret had stood up on its hind legs, holding its body upright in silence.
Its small black eyes were fixed on this side.
Watching the crow and fish freely playing outside, its gaze held a clear hint of envy.
Lyra’s heart softened at the sight.
She pointed at the little ferret and asked via note, “Does it want to come out and play p>
Cedric glanced at his spirit animal, then replied softly with a faint smile.
“Don’t worry about it. It has plenty of other companions here to keep it company.
“It’s just curious about new things, that’s all p>
Chirp!
At his words, little ferret let out an indignant little cry.
Cedric paused in surprise.
Before he could speak, Lyra handed over another note.
“What does it mean p>
Cedric was about to brush it off as nothing when the little ferret darted forward in a flash.
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Finished
Its slemler, supple body blurred into a streak of white, appearing at the cell window in the blink of an eye.
Cedric’s hand shot out instantly, catching it by the scruff of its neck
“Quit misbehaving,” he chided gently.
Trapped by the scruff, the little ferret stared up at Lyra with big, watery, pleading eyes, letting out tiny aggrieved chirps.
Lyra pointed at the little creature, then glanced tentatively at Cedric.
Her expression was clear: Can it come out to play for a little while?
Cedric hesitated for a second, then smiled faintly.
“You’d better deal with those two first p>
Lyra turned around in confusion.
Somehow, the crow and the red fish had gotten into a full-blown fight.
The red fish remained in its original form. Though several times smaller than the crow, its fierce, aggressive strikes made it look utterly formidable.
The crow was equally relentless. It flapped its wings silently, no noise escaping its beak.
Its sharp eyes locked tightly on its opponent, with its pointed beak and claws aiming solely for vital spots.
Lyra finally realized why she’d felt lighter earlier.
She hadn’t noticed when the two had left her side to brawl, nor what had sparked their petty conflict.
She hurried forward and stepped between them, forcing the fight to stop.
Lyra gestured sternly, demanding to know the reason for their fight.
The crow shot the red fish a cold, disdainful glance, then turned and flew back to its usual spot on Lyra’s left shoulder.
No sooner had it landed than Lyra picked it up again and set it on the corridor railing.
She pointed sharply at both of them, repeating her silent question: Why were you fighting?
The red fish lifted a fin and pointed at the crow, then gestured toward the spot on Lyra’s right shoulder.
Its accusation was clear. The bird had deliberately rubbed its scent all over its resting spot to annoy it.
It had already tolerated the bird taking the other side. This blatant provocation was simply unforgivable.
The crow had its own grievances too.
The fish was nothing but a copycat follower!
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Firushed
I had been the first to stay by Lyra’s side. It had let the strange little fish tag along out of mercy, yet the creature now dared to act like they were equals?
How arrogant!
It had been irritated with the fish long before, but Lyra’s shift ending last time had left it no chance to settle the score.
Otherwise, the fish would have been beaten up then.
Lyra pieced together the whole story and began mediating seriously between the two feuding creatures.
Cedric and the little ferret watched the peculiar scene unfold: the indignant red fish flicking its tail aggressively, the stubborn crow flaring its wings, and Lyra gesturing calmly yet firmly to resolve the dispute.
It was like watching a lively, wordless pantomime.
Cedric stared at the quiet chaos for a moment, then looked down at his own spirit animal.
The little ferret tilted its head up at him.
Cedric shook his head softly.
There were far worse-off Sentinels in the Black Spire. Let the others recover faster first.
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Lucia Morh
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.