Overcome by sheer fear, exhaustion, and sadness, little Xiao Yi finally couldn't hold his heavy eyelids open any longer.
After crying for so long, the tiny cub was completely drained. After all, he was still just a little baby who wasn't even a year old! His small body ached all over from the fierce fight, and his empty tummy was rumbling with hunger.
There were plenty of sweet wild fruits nearby that he could have eaten, but he simply didn't have the energy or appetite anymore. He was just far too tired and sleepy.
If only mommy were here to hold me... that would be so nice...
With that final, longing thought floating through his mind, his eyes slowly closed, and he collapsed onto the cold grass.
Just as darkness was about to pull him under, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a pair of gentle, careful arms lifting his tiny body off the ground.
