After returning home, the scene inside the cave was far from as bad as Chen Zhou had imagined.
There were no cat feces or urine on the floor, only some chewed-up dried fish and fragments of small animal bodies.
Tizi was not at home, possibly out hunting.
Only Xiao Huihui was left sleeping soundly alone in the storage room — even without the "big sister" around, it cautiously restricted its activity range, not daring to step even a half-step beyond its boundaries.
The surface of the bedding on the bed was covered with another layer of sand, besides which there was an oval-shaped indentation left by a cat curled up therein.
The hay in the Little Dragon Cat box hadn't been eaten completely, while fresh grass was mostly gone, accumulating quite a bit of feces.
After putting down the collected plants, Chen Zhou started a fire and cleaned the house briefly, then took an oil lamp to check the fields outside.
