*** Lisa's POV ***
Lirian's large graceful body made its way through the thick forest. His fur was incredibly soft and smelled like gingersnaps. I laid into his muscular, furry form, enjoying the sounds of his large, powerful paws crunching against the dead leaves and twigs snapping. I looked up to the sky that peeked through the tree tops as birds could be seen gliding playfully in the breeze. I wonder, whatever happened to that crow? Or if the crow was a magical being stuck in the body of a crow. I wanted to talk to Lirian about all of this, but I couldn't risk his safety or freedom because who knows what Damian could hear or couldn't. I'm sure he could get into Lirian's head easily. That wasn't a risk I was willing to take right now. So I have to play it smart until I can figure out
