How had she survived this long, being so frail?
Maybe it was because there wasn’t much meat on her bones; no one thought she was worth eating.
All the beasts probably pitied her and shared their food with her rather than viewing her as prey.
“Why don’t you like the deer?”
“How many times do I have to tell you? We’re different species.”
Sohwa huffed in annoyance at Dohwi’s question while trying to catch her breath.
Knowing him as a small wildcat, she probably felt the need to show off, despite already being exhausted.
It was ridiculous.
“Then do you have feelings for Hoyoung?”
“Hoyoung’s a raccoon. I’m a fox.”
‘A fox? More like a white weasel. Then again, even weasels aren’t usually this terrible at climbing mountains.’
Dohwi grumbled to himself and walked a few steps ahead before turning back to watch Sohwa.
Despite the hot weather, she was sweating profusely but still determined to catch her first sweetfish.
It was rather amusing.
