She had hoped the sturdy tiger would be the older sibling, but alas, the firstborn was a silver fox, just like Sohwa.
‘What should I do?’
Although Sohwa was a proud red fox, she worried about the future of her small firstborn, who resembled her.
Having personally experienced the tough life of a fox, she had hoped her first child would take after Dohwi and be a strong tiger.
She named him Yongbeom, wishing he would be as grand as a dragon and as brave as a tiger....
But it seemed unlikely.
“Yip, yip, Mother, Mother... Please pet me. Love me!”
Every step she took, Yongbeom would block her path, flipping onto his back and flailing his paws.
Sohwa clicked her tongue.
“Yongbeom, could you please let me go down the stairs.”
Despite his grand name, which means ‘dragon and tiger,’ Yongbeom seemed unlikely to fend for himself.
He appeared to have understood his survival strategy early on.
“Please, stroke my soft fur! And my neck too!”
“Yongbeom....”