Growing Greenery, Fowls in the Air

A gentle breeze blew, and the sun was out.

Famous lazily laid on the ancestral hall's glazed roof, sun-tanning. It let out a long yawn and raised its front paw to chase away a bee that was flying around its nose.

February consisted of growing greenery and fowls flying in the air.

"Hei!"

The young version of Old Time Tea jumped around at high speed in the open space just outside the ancestral hall. It would lunge forwards with both paws stretched out before suddenly changing directions, creating gusts of wind. It's sharp hind claws broke into the earth just like an iron plow, the newly sprouted grass shredded in an instant. As the pieces fluttered into the air, its mandarin jacket danced along with its movements, looking both elegant and stylish.

"Old Time Tea, take a break."