These two golden pheasants were just a post-meal snack for the little sisters, but since their brother caught them, they had to eat them even if they were full.
The few were plucking feathers and skinning in the forest, eating and chatting, while Chen Ying was up ahead talking to the young tiger.
"You're planning to take them to find your mom? But aren't they too young?"
"Not young at all, by autumn they'll be almost a year old." The young tiger chomped slowly on a chunk of beef, carefree as he laid out his plan.
"While I can teach them to hunt in the wild, there are things I can't teach. If they explore on their own, I'm worried something might happen. I can't always watch over them, so I thought, didn't you say before you couldn't find a strong enough mother tiger to teach them? I know the fiercest mother tiger, and that's my mom."
Indeed, finding an experienced mother tiger to teach the two youngsters would certainly be the best choice.
