1244 Spectating (1/2)

”Wake up!”

”Wake up!”

”It's time to wake up, sleepy heads! Don't make me come in there to kick your butts!”

Morning, Zhang Zian was bundled in his tiny blanket, woken rudely by Peter Lee's rough voice.

Can't it become a sweet, gentle, voice like Zhi Ling's?

”Zian~ Wake up~ The sun's warming up your butt~”

A sweet, gentle voice just like Zhi Ling's rang by his ears.

Zhang Zian's eyes were closed, his lips splitting into a heavenly smile, before... slapping Richard away with a back-hand.

”Gah!”

”Go away!”

You could figure out with your knee caps that Zhi Ling would not appear in this desert!

”How boring... I know you don't like women, but you have to be gentle! Geez, you'll have someone wake you up to wrestle tomorrow, look forward to it!” Richard groomed its feathers with its beak, gleefully torturing Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian only managed to sleep after rushing about for nearly an hour last night, and the sleep isn't even of great quality. He can't compare at all to this wretched bird that had a great sleep. Maybe he should just off the bird while he has the chance.

”Wow! What is this? Foxes? Where did they come from?”

”Amazing! These foxes are so cute! Look at them sleeping, my heart's melting!”

”Come look, there's a few amazing foxes here!”

The commotion came from outside, those members that had already woken up to wash up or relieve themselves found the fennec foxes in the cages, and started shouting in shock.

It's no wonder, waking up to find a few strangely cute foxes that popped out of nowhere in their camp, anyone would be surprised.

Zhang Zian let Richard off for once, donning on his coat as he got out of his tent.

He's not afraid of losing it in the desert anyway, leaving the cage right beside his tent is no issue, and it is extremely visible.

The fennec foxes had a good meal last night. With their sharp ears, they could hear the humans waking up one by one, but they seemed to have accepted the fact that they were locked up. Since they couldn't leave, then they could only accept what came by their way so as to prevent losing too much energy.

It's cold at night, and with the sun not fully up yet, the morning breeze is still cooling.

Every cage has two or three fennec foxes squashed together as they slept, curling up with their ears, bigger than their face, cushioning their furry tail that's almost as long as their body. Only when the humans got too noisy, did they lazily open their eyes, before closing them again. Occasionally, they flicked their tail about or scratched at their head, or opened their mouth wide for a yawn.

Their bodies are small, and seemed even less harmless than usual domesticated cats or dogs, as though they could just pick them up and play with them.

Everyone gathered around the cages, increasingly curious about these mysterious small foxes.