"SCREECH?"
The Canglan Hunting Eagle didn't understand why Liang He had told him to stop, but he obediently opened his beak. Elias, who was dropped heavily into the snow, felt relieved that a snowbank was there to cushion his fall; otherwise, he feared he might have been squashed flat.
"Lanton, haven't I taught you not to eat random things? What if it's poisonous?"
Liang He stared at the Canglan Hunting Eagle with a face full of disapproval, completely oblivious to the Little Black Snake in the snow—so much so that she accidentally stepped on him.
"HISS!"
The sharp sound startled Liang He. She lowered her head slightly and finally spotted a sliver of black amidst the vast whiteness, hastily apologizing.
"Sorry, sorry, Little Black Snake, I didn't see you just now."
Elias thought, "Is it my fault I'm small and inconspicuous?"
"Hiss..."
Hearing the Little Black Snake's long, mournful, and weak hiss, Liang He couldn't bear it. She scooped him up from the snowbank.
