chapter 35 destruction

An adult green-jawed feather first pecked at the ground with its huge beak. After digging up a fresh moss root, it took a deep breath at the two huge round holes on its beak.

The crisp and refreshing taste of the moss root did not attract the adult Greenjaw's attention.

Because it was paying more attention at this time, attracted by the fragrance it just smelled.

"Chichi, chirp!" A rapid and rhythmic cry came from the adult green-jawed feather.

After it made...