Sean’s POV
Warning: Portuguese words ahead.
The flight from New South Wales to Brazil took us twenty-four hours with one stop along the way. Yaro did great even though he threw a temper tantrum because we were stuck in an airport for three hours. I could understand the irritation he was feeling. He wanted to run around but couldn’t because there were too many humans around and Nava wasn’t very trusting of them. On the plane, he would sleep or sit and watch TV with someone.
We finally arrived in the country and were in the Jamanxim Forest looking for the pack here before I knew it. From how the map looked, the pack was deep in the forest and the only road into the area ended with no turn-offs and no villages. I told everyone to grab some of their things and I would lock the vehicle whil
