"Kaelen! Kaelen!"
Wilder rushed into Kaelen's arms like a gust of wind. To prevent being knocked flying by the little cub, Kaelen nimbly hid behind Sane's back.
Sane stretched out his hand to catch the white blur that had just rushed over, expertly grabbing the little cub by the scruff of the neck.
"Ah ah ah! Annoying Sane, let me go right now!"
The other children in the tribe also ran over one after another, giggling as they watched Wilder dangling in mid-air. Sane let out a soft snort and said coldly:
"Next year you'll reach the age of transformation; don't just throw yourself into a sub-beast's arms at the drop of a hat like this! You have no manners!"
Wilder unconvincedly bared his teeth and growled, his front paws swiping through the air, wanting to give Sane a few scratches. So annoying! He easily beat the small snakes outside the tribe to death, why couldn't he do the same to this big snake?
