Both of them turned.
Feng Huang was jogging alongside them, grinning. "My head warrior! He's HUGE! Bigger than me in beast form! She could ride on his back the whole way!"
Qing Lin's eye twitched. "Absolutely NOT."
"Why not?! It makes sense! He's strong! He's fast! And—"
"My female is NOT riding another male!"
"He's in TIGER form! It's not like—"
"I DON'T CARE!" Qing Lin boomed. "She rides with ME! Or she doesn't ride at all!"
Feng Huang held up his hands. "Okay, okay! Calm yourself, possessive snake! I am just trying to HELP!"
"Well, STOP helping!"
"But think about it!" Feng Huang's grin turned sly. "My Huo Gen is VERY comfortable to ride. Soft fur. Strong back. Xin Yi would be so cozy on top of him—"
Qing Lin's eyes flashed GREEN. "I will RIP OUT YOUR THROAT!"
"—and I could run alongside! Keep her company! Make sure she's not bored during the journey!" He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a purr. "Maybe even share body heat if she gets cold—"
