Kian Sterling's fox tails cast flickering shadows on the rock wall, his fingertips lightly tapping Chloe Callahan's wrist wound that had yet to heal, his expression meaningful: "Rescue? It's merely picking up a little beast cub that drifted by."
He suddenly leaned over, nine tails unfurling like a snowy barrier behind him, "Carrying the scent of The Winged Tiger Tribe into The Wolf Clan's forbidden territory—little one, you are quite bold?"
Chloe Callahan sneezed, triggered by the cold fragrance from the fox tail, instinctively shrinking back: "I—I didn't know this was forbidden territory..."
From outside the cave, a wisp of cool pine fragrance wafted in.
Kian Sterling's fox ears suddenly turned toward the cave entrance, his nine tails unconsciously shedding fine snow-like fur.
Before Chloe Callahan could see who arrived, she heard a voice like jade stones clashing: "I heard a certain fox almost got dried up in the sun; turns out he's hiding here teasing a beauty?"
