Chapter Thirty-Two
The scoopers clicked their beaks in anticipation of their ride, scratching their feet impatiently in the sand.
Gilly had informed the others that the scoopers didn’t often get a chance to stretch their legs these days since most sherikans preferred to swim the sands themselves when they had the chance. Now they were raring to go, wings stretching out and retracting, head and neck feathers flaring as the group stared at the doorway.
There were three groups in total. Ben rode one scooper, with Gideon’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist from behind. At Jesepiah’s request, she had paired with Tag, the dwarf still oblivious to the waves of affection she threw at him. Chloe had her own, and she took the lead.
“What if we get lost?” Chloe asked.
“Scoopers have an innat
