One afternoon, the snow let up for a while, and the light inside the cave grew a little brighter.
Bai Wanwan took out a piece of deerskin that had been tanned until it was reasonably soft, along with a few smooth, polished Bone Needles and some twisted animal sinew for thread.
She sat by the fire pit, spreading the deerskin across her lap. She clumsily estimated the size of her cubs, then began to laboriously poke at it with a Bone Needle.
She wanted to make something for her children with her own hands, even if it was just a small Beast Skin Skirt.
The moment the tip of the needle pierced the edge of the leather, Hua Han appeared at her side.
"Wanwan!" He immediately rushed over and snatched the deerskin and Bone Needle into his arms, his movements so fast they stirred a gust of wind.
"This will strain your eyes! And look how sharp this Bone Needle is. What if you prick your hand? Let me do it. I'll make them for the cubs!"
