A Game of Chase

“The weather was cold, so I borrowed my brother’s back.”

The sight of him whispering with big, blinking eyes was so endearing that Dohwi patted his head and set him down on the warm floor.

But Yongbeom quickly crawled back to Hwibeom’s head and curled up.

“Just for tonight, father. I’ve heard that the fur of a tiger is the best for keeping warm.”

Hwibeom, oblivious to the fox sitting on his head, continued to sleep soundly, snoring away.

Even if Hwibeom had known, he would have said nothing, as he respected his brother immensely.

Dohwi clicked his tongue lightly, cradled the ‘other’ fox in his sturdy arms, and left the room.

“Mmm... Dohwi?”

Woken by the sudden cold breeze, Sohwa looked up at him.

Dohwi answered with a gentle kiss on her head, stroking her soft fur from ear to back.

“I’m home, honey.”

His playful response made her groan.

“Oh dear....”