The moment he landed, the tiger cub grew impatient and tried to get down from his arms.
'My mother and father's scents aren't here. I don't want to stay. I have to find them!'
The tiger cub leaped off the reef with her short little legs, but the rock was too high. She lost her footing and tumbled to the ground, rolling over several times.
The tiger cub scrambled up with a huff, shook the sand from her fur, and prepared to run again. But just as she started, she was grabbed by the scruff of her neck...
The tiger cub was lifted into the air. One pair of gilded eyes met another of silvery-white. The cub flailed her paws, struggling.
"Don't be anxious. She will come find you."
At that moment, Qiao Xixi emerged from the woods and ran onto the beach.
The sea breeze blew past, and within it, she caught a familiar scent—it was her cub's.
She ran onto the beach and, in the distance, saw a radiant figure standing on a massive reef.
