The sunlight cascaded over this primitive land, as birds that knew nothing of the dreaded cold season gathered on branches, singing melodious and winding songs.
From time to time, one or two over-nourished-looking fat rabbits would pop out from the grass, their three-lobed mouths chewing on the tender grass.
Ji Nuan rubbed her slightly sore eyes as she got up from the stone bed. After a moment of daze, she woke up amid the lively morning atmosphere.
The little lion cub inside the bed was still sleeping soundly, its round belly rising and falling sweetly.
After wiping the drool from the little one's mouth, which had dampened the fur, and wrapping her feet in beast skin, Ji Nuan lifted the beast skin curtain and walked toward the Food Storage Cave.
