"Ah, so comfortable!"
Reclining by the fireplace, the lynx sighed contentedly.
It had already felt the conveniences of human society, specifically this warm stove.
The lynx felt it couldn't part with this thing anymore.
Chen Wen tossed some gathered firewood into the stove, letting himself return to human form.
He piled some pillows and similar items left behind on the ground, making himself a bed.
The Snowy Owl stood a bit farther from the fireplace and asked, "Human, are we staying here? Isn't this place too close to those people?"
"Don't worry, I know those people."
Chen Wen lay on the bed, lazily waving his hand: "Right now, that group of people's only goal is the gold in the water. They won't expend effort looking for us."
"Besides, almost all the camp's supplies have been transported by them; they won't trek kilometers through the snow for those insignificant resources."
