Xiong Han lifted the heavy cooking stone as if it weighed nothing. Shui Lang carried water over and made a show of almost spilling it near Bao Xun's tail, which earned him a cold panther glare. Ying Zhe took the higher branch perch for a moment and looked out over the tribe, his wings shifting as he checked the night paths. Lin Weishan spoke quietly with one of the guards near the entrance, still alert because of the snake beastman and now the merman threat too.
Lin Huahua yawned before she could stop herself.
It was a small yawn, but her ears drooped at the same time, and her tail curled lazily around her foot.
All three of her males noticed.
Of course they noticed.
Mu Qingyi was already standing behind her with a soft hide ready. Hu Baiyu's hand moved toward her shoulder, wanting to steady her. Feng Yiren's eyes softened for half a breath before he hid it with a scoff.
"Tired already?" he asked. "You talked so much even the Dream Beast God must be exhausted."
