Chapter 25 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Parker had great culinary talent. Although he randomly added the seasonings, the meat he grilled didn’t seem inferior to that which Bai Qingqing grilled yesterday. Bai Qingqing also ate a little, while Parker ate up everything else.

After eating meat for several consecutive meals, Bai Qingqing was getting sick of it. Just then, she saw Eve walking out of the village, so she hurriedly said to Parker, “I’m going over to Eve.”

Glancing at Eve, Parker supposed Bai Qingqing wouldn’t dare run away anymore and felt that it would be good for her to follow Eve around and familiarize herself with the village. Hence, he consented. “Just don’t go too far away.”

As Eve’s males weren’t around, Parker felt embarrassed to tag alone.

“Got it.” Bai Qingqing still remembered about the homeless beasts and certainly didn’t have the guts to leave by herself. After waving goodbye, she walked towards Eve.

Eve, who was holding a small rattan basket under her arms, greeted Bai Qingqing cheerfully upon seeing her. “Qingqing.”

Bai Qingqing returned the smile. Seeing the three little kittens in the basket Eve was holding, she asked, “Eh? Are these the kittens you’re rearing?”

She had previously thought that Eve was carrying this basket to pick wild fruits and vegetables.

“Pff!” Eve sputtered with laughter. She raised her basket and teased the “little kittens” inside and said, “They’re not cats, they’re the cubs I gave birth to.”

Bai Qingqing’s expression turned stiff. Dumbfounded, her lips parted as she gazed towards the basket, and only then realized the light patterns on their bodies were leopard prints—they were of about the same size as a grown cat, but if one were to look carefully he would see that they were still very tender. Those little cubs were making growling sounds in soft and babyish tones.

Bai Qingqing kept away the shock on her face and said, “Hur hur… I’ve never seen leopard cubs. Sorry about that.”

“It’s alright. Leopard cubs look rather like cats in their infant days. It’s little wonder that you’re mistaken.” Eve couldn’t help smiling as she walked out of the valley. She said, “They’re two months old now. They have weaned off breastfeeding and are incredibly mischievous. There isn’t enough space in the village for them to run about, and it’s easy for them to run into the rivers. I had no choice but to bring them to the grassland outside the village while the sun isn’t too glaring for them to expend their energies.”