When it played in the snow with a human, the person kept muttering about “boundaries." Boundaries? What are t…
When it played in the snow with a human, the person kept muttering about “boundaries."
Boundaries? What are those? Liangzhou is nothing but snow. Since when did snow have edges?
The Snow Lion didn't understand.
The one who used to have the most fun with it had slipped away lately. And now there was another Snow Lion at its side, cold as ice and no fun at all.
Being able to warm up to people was rare enough. Who knew you could love too much and make them worry?
Just to dodge the Snow Lion's hugs, humans would wrap themselves in snow, shiver through the cold, and pretend to be one of its kind.
Snow Lions good. Humans bad. Fine, fine.
At least in the end, the human could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Snow Lion and quietly watch the snow fall.