Smelling the fragrant aroma of food coming from the kitchen, the little cubs swarmed in, circling happily around the aproned Ling Hong's legs and wagging their little tails wildly.
"AWOOO~"
'It smells so good! Father's cooking is the best. I can't take it, my mouth is watering.'
Number Two, with his ears flattened back, stretched his chubby body as far as it would go, his sharp little front claws gripping the corner of the table.
"SLURP~" Staring at the steaming roasted meat on the table, he licked his nose with his pink tongue, his dilated pupils revealing his immense craving.
He carefully tried to hook a piece of meat from the plate with his short little paws.
But the next second...
"WHAP—"
A flick to the head sent Number Two reeling. He clutched his head with his front paws, his big, round, teary beast-pupil eyes filled with indignation. "Awoo~"
