Heavy and soft.
It even has claws.
The claws are not sharp at all, just round and chubby, the soft fingers still tightly gripping my sleeve.
I lowered my head to look, and she looked up in surprise.
Our eyes met, and I was taken aback.
Where did this child come from?
She doesn't seem like someone from the Dragon Clan, her gaze is too obedient, lacking the arrogance and sharpness of the Dragon Clan, more like a little rabbit.
Innocent, pure, compassionate.
She stared blankly at me, her eyes slightly fixed, just scared, her big eyes still shimmering with tears, but now they reflected my image.
I felt a bit uncomfortable, unaccustomed to being looked at like this by others.
"Ali, Ali... where are you?!"
Hearing someone calling from afar, it sounded like another girl, I gently put her down, my hand slightly curved, fingers rubbing the palm of my hand.
This child is somewhat strange.
I couldn't discern her Bloodline aura.
