Moving into the Primal Chaos Dimension

Xiao Mao looked at his family with a bit of helplessness, but he still trotted over as his mother called for him. He was, indeed, a beast, and able to speak the beast tongue, but he was also a predator, and looking at those small fluffballs, their natural instincts should be to avoid him, should it not? He doubted that they would have a good heart-to-heart conversation with him.

Even so, his beloved family had given him a task, so he could only stand up to the challenge. He went to the rabbit hole and lay down on the ground, right away.

He did not plan to show any kind of threatening posture, and he also requested of Xiao Hua to sway gently on top of his head, making him look a bit more silly than during ordinary times. No one would be able to take a leopard seriously, when a flower was swaying on top of its head.

Xiao Mao did as he was requested, and began trying to get in contact with the mother of the fluffballs.