Malachi Arcanus had become the king of children, leading Barrett Arcanus and Fintan Arcanus in wild play wherever they wandered.
Kael, Kael Shadowend, Frey, and the eight serpent cubs loved to follow him; sometimes darting here, sometimes romping there, each day brimmed with joy, worries banished.
Kian Sterling, inside the room, tended to the little fox Zora. Yet, his mind kept circling back to the turmoil of the Winged Tiger Tribe.
He weighed whether he should send a message back to Beast King City, seize the opportunity to absorb and annex the Winged Tiger Tribe.
He thought a long time.
In the end, he put the idea aside. After all, he had no ambition to dominate all of The Beast World Continent; he'd rather protect the foundation his father left him, stay by Luna's side, grow old happily together.
If Beast King City capitalized on the chaos and annexed the Winged Tiger Tribe, it would inevitably send the other tribes into panic, stirring fear in every heart.
