As Ji Nuan sat on the beast skin mat, he couldn't take his eyes off the obedient silver wolf cub. Its fascination with grooming itself with its little paws sparked in him a desire to braid its fur, a desire that had not disappeared even with the orc's transformation.
Smirking, he lunged at the seemingly naive orc-turned-cub, Xiu Yan, who thought he could escape by pretending to be innocent.
For a long time afterward, he greatly regretted his decision to do so.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, we're back from hunting," a voice from outside the tent, filled with pride, belonged to Ya Li.
Knowing him as he did, Ji Nuan was certain Ya Li had successfully bullied some beast.
Casting a glance at the heartbroken little cub sprawled on the beast skin mat, Ji Nuan barely managed to suppress his laughter before lifting the curtain and stepping outside.