C240 Grief of the Jackdaws

The trees in the wilderness were not thick at all. The winter leaves had long since fallen off, making them seem even more sparse. The two white horses were walking side by side, but they didn't seem crowded.

Dead grass, dead branches, no snow. At this moment, the scene appeared even more lonely.

"Gua — —" From an unknown place came a cry that sounded like a bird but wasn't like a bird. Then