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Luz trekked into the forest with her head high and her hair waving lightly in the wind from just getting off Owlbert.
The trees got thicker and taller drowning the light with their leaves, but sheltering the grass below from the boiling rain.
-CRAAAEEEWWW-
A broad, beaming smile build up on Luz's face and she raced through the trees. Her nails tapped the gnarled wood on the way and her feet crunched the twigs underneath her. The cloak she wore was snagged on branches near her but didn't rip as she roughly pulled it out.
Exiting the dense thicket before Luz lay a massive dimly-lit field amongst the native trees of the boiling isles. Within it lay a herd of Thestrals calmly napping in the late afternoon sunlight.
-KAAAABKK-
Another ear-piercing cry rang out and Luz stepped forward to them, one of the larger females stood up to meet her halfway.
Her thin grey wings spread out to intimidate Luz if she was a threat, thankfully she wasn't and stayed where she was. Luz brought her hand into a pouch on her side, pulling out a hunk of griffin meat from it and throwing it to the ground in front of her.
It leaned down, parting its front legs while eyeing her suspiciously and sniffed the meat. It gripped the meat and tilted its head up, letting gravity pull the slab down its throat.
Its hallowed, misty eyes stared presumably up to her and it stood up, walking to her slowly. Its beak picked at her hair and Luz stood frozen when it nudged her head, burying its nose in her hair again and it took a deep breath in.
-SNFFF-
Then with its bony beak, it pushed Luz forward and she tripped over her own feet. Luz's arms instantly caught herself by pressing on the giant bony Thestral that moved her steadily towards the herd.
Many other Thestrals stood up, coming to meet their friend and the new arrival.
A baby Thestral weakly ran forward to the larger one behind her which then brought down its head and regurgitated the meat into its wide-open beak.
The baby then waddled to Luz and crept under her legs, knocking her down to sit in the group of giant winged horses. At the action, Owlbert on his staff was dropped lightly next to her on the grass.
Luz stretched her legs in front of her and the baby Thestral laid down next to her and placed its thick grey-skinned head on her bare legs. A warm sensation filled her body as soon as its eyelids closed and went to sleep.
Around Luz, a fair few of the rest lay down with her, all wanting to protect her and the baby from any danger.
So Luz lay there patting the baby Thestral's head while it slept in the field.