"You won't have to worry about failing your hunt and going hungry. You won't have to worry about an infected wound with no one to care for you. You can live out your golden years in peace and comfort."
The mother tiger fell silent.
Her amber eyes gazed at the rolling mountains in the distance, seemingly in thought, or perhaps in reminiscence.
Yang Qi didn't rush her, waiting quietly.
He knew that for an intelligent animal like a tiger, it would take time to grasp the concept of 'retirement'.
While the mother tiger was thinking, the two little cubs, tired from playing, stopped their roughhousing and stared at Yang Qi without blinking.
They had spotted Yang Qi earlier, but hadn't approached right away out of caution, and also because of their mother.
Now that their mother wasn't stopping them, they immediately wobbled over to Yang Qi.
"Awoo~"
