The black dragon cub's approach made Jin Ling instinctively wary, his tiger-like eyes landing heavily on him.
The black dragon cub seemed to sense this, stopping several paces away.
Seeing the black dragon cub, the little tiger cub happily squirmed in Jin Ling's arms like a little pretzel, wanting to be let down.
But with just a slight tightening of his grip, Jin Ling kept the cub from breaking free.
"AWOO! AWOO!"
The little tiger cub wrinkled her nose, trying to look fierce but only managing to look adorable.
The poor father was heartbroken. His precious cub was actually throwing a tantrum at him over a cub she had just met.
"Does... does she want to play with me?"
"No."
It was the first time Jin Ling had ever resisted a cub's approach so strongly.
"AWOO!"
Unable to break free, the little tiger cub reached out to the black dragon cub, her eyes pleading.
As he watched the little tiger cub gazing at him, the black dragon cub nervously clutched his dirty beast-hide clothes.
