Xuyou was thoroughly amused by the daily drama. Whenever her little brother wailed, she'd "youyou" with delight. She'd even learned how to clap since yesterday.
Held in their arms, the two cubs looked a bit dazed. Zhi Le and Zhi Qi didn't usually show up at the same time.
They looked from one to the other. 'Why do they look exactly the same?'
Although the cubs had an inheritance from their parents, it was more like a massive knowledge bank. They had to learn, activate, and apply the information as needed, slowly converting their ancestors' legacy into their own skills.
"Youyou?" The little ones turned their heads to look at Si Shuo.
Si Shuo, her face still a little flushed, gave a low cough. "Your Father Zhi Le and Father Zhi Qi look exactly alike, don't they?
They're Snow Leopards—gorgeous, majestic big cats. When you're able to go outside, you can each ride one, and we'll go out for a spin to see all the excitement!"
