The cubs were confused. And so was Zuran. They didn't understand what he meant by that. And Ren also didn't have time to explain anything to them at that moment.
He urged them to leave, and they all did.
---
The seven of them had booked a carriage—a luxurious one, the kind nobles would use for their travels.
The old man sat in front, handling the two horses, while Ren and the rest sat inside the spacious carriage.
Yira was still asleep on Zuran's lap, and Ren didn't plan on waking him up anytime soon. He needed some peace and quiet for at least a while.
The other babies were all looking out the window, admiring the forest they were passing through while pointing out everything they saw.
Ren stared at Yira, who was peacefully sleeping on Zuran's lap. "He's actually an angel when he's asleep."
Zuran looked up at him. "You should carry him."
"You're doing a good job being a father. You two look cute together," Ren smiled.
"But I'm not..."
