"Awoo~" The three little tiger cubs nuzzled affectionately in An Jin's palms.
But when they found no delicious roast meat, they flicked their tails dejectedly and scurried away in a flash.
In a nearby field, they raced each other to see who was fastest.
Then, one after another, they ran to the edge of the field and started digging at the dirt with their paws.
Yellow earth flew everywhere as they dug energetically, quickly creating several small holes in the ground.
The sturdiest-looking little tiger had to be the eldest.
The second cub was about the same size as the eldest, but its fur was a little lighter, and it looked the most alert and clever.
The third was the scrawniest of the three. It probably didn't get enough milk when it was younger and often had its food stolen by the other two, making it seem cautious and timid.
"Awoo~" The eldest cub gave a hard sniff with its little pink nose, suddenly perked up, and began digging with even more excitement.
