“En.” Irina nodded and turned to say to the little snake, “Mommy will come to visit you next time. Take good care of yourself.”

The little snake didn’t say anything but lowered his head in disappointment.

Irina then kissed the little snake’s forehead, stroked his head, and then said to Damien, “Let’s go.”

The furless animal skin turned out to be useful, being used by Damien to wrap her up, together with An’an.

The leopard cubs followed behind their daddy. Their fur that had been dried after being toasted for so long turned wet again.

Returning home, Damien sniffed at her and said, frowning, “You’re covered in the scent of...