A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The **** wolf dog lowered its head and slowly licked the splashed water.

The kitten was still squatting on the ground, wet all over, with its fluffy hair hanging down and sticking to it wetly.

It was originally small in size, and now its hair is wet, making it look half as small as before.

If it is changed to usual, the kitten who loves cleanliness will already be uncomfortably meowing.

But now Garland, whose entire body was soaked, did not scream. He tilted his head and looked at the **** man beside him in confusion.

It is thinking doubtfully.

The **** man was so weak that his eyes could not be opened just now, and he lay there motionlessly, so he anxiously desperately wanted to drag the basin to the **** man—

But now why did the **** man come by himself suddenly?

You can walk by yourself, why should you pretend to be dying?

It is lying to it.

After turning his little head to think for a while, the kitten who got this conclusion was angry.

It was just afraid that the **** man was dying, and he was in a hurry to turn around, but the **** man was lying to it.

Bad dog!

It stood up, the tail behind it stood tall, and snorted angrily at the **** wolf dog.

This meow is arguably the highest and loudest scream that Garland has made since birth.

However, because of the natural voice, this frizzy sound is still soft and glutinous.

It must be described as fierce, but it can only be said that it is called fierce and fierce.

After screaming at the **** man (it thinks it was), Gallan turned around, quickly got out of the cage, and ran out.

Because it was wet, it left traces where it ran, a series of plum-shaped water marks on the ground that were stepped on by its small paws.

The **** wolf dog stood still, just looking at the back of the kitten running away.

The dark hair seemed to melt into the shadows and turn into a dark part.

It turned slowly and walked back to where it was lying on its back.

In the shadow of the backlight, even if the body was weak to the extreme, the pair of golden-red pupils flashed the dangerous breath unique to the beast.

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The angry kitten rushed out of the door smoky, because the hair was soaked down wetly, blocking its sight, and because it was angry and sulking its head, it rushed outside, so it did not notice that someone was squatting outside the door.

More than one person.

It hit the squatting Camos's foot all of a sudden, and suddenly the little body was bouncing back and forth in a circle, rolling, and lying on the ground.

The kitten who bumped into something without paying attention was a bit ignorant. It lay on the ground with its limbs stretched out blankly, but only lifted a small head, and didn't recover from it for a while.

However, soon a large pair of hands reached out, held it in his hand, and carefully held it up.

Camos hugged his little prince in his arms in distress, didn't care about the kitten's wet hair, and soon wet his clothes.

His hand gently stroked the kitten.

I bumped some ignorant kittens under his caress, and looked at him with big innocent eyes, and gave him a small slap.

Garlan curled up in his arms, and whispered again, the pitiful appearance of being wet and tiny, the look of how wronged, Camos was terribly distressed.

He wanted to rush in to help his little prince to teach the abominable big wolf dog a hard meal.

——If it weren’t for Kehos pulling him out, he couldn’t help it when he saw the basin splashing towards Galland.

At that time, Kehuos said, this might be the only chance to save that half-breed wolfhound.

"Come to the bathroom first, and Garland will catch a cold like this."

After Xie Muer finished speaking, the man had got up and went to the bathroom early to put water.

Just like verifying Xie Muer's statement, the kitten shrunk in Camos's arms suddenly sneezed.

Although looking at the grievances of his sweethearted baby, he was very angry and wanted to beat the dog, but the health of the kitten in his arms was more important.

Camos got up quickly and hurried Galran to the bathroom.

Xie Muer, who came here first, had put half a basin of warm water in the washbasin, and Camos carefully put Galland into the warm water.

He held the kitten's head in one hand to prevent it from choking water, while Xie Muer was on the side, gently pouring warm water on the kitten standing in the white porcelain basin with his hand.

After soaking in the warm water, the kittens snuggled up in the hands of Camos and let them bathe themselves.

That clever look just made Camos's heart soften into a pool of water, especially when the kitten rubbed his palm from time to time, and when the soft and cute meow, he only wished to hold the kitten on the tip of his heart.

Maybe it was because the kitten was in good health, or maybe it was because he took a shower in a timely manner. Although the kitten sneezed two times at the beginning, it showed no signs of catching a cold.

After drinking goat's milk at night, it still looked as lively as before, finally letting Camos and others relax.

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Garland's anger is fast and he goes fast.

Its temperament is inherently good, so even if you feel that you have been deceived, you are only angry for a while. By night, its anger will almost disappear.

At that time, it was already midnight and they were already asleep.

Lying in the soft and warm cat's nest, the kitten's big eyes shine in the dark, like two glowing golden gems flashing.

It was quiet at night, and when no one was playing with it, it remembered the **** man again.

I don't know how it is now.

auzw.com Although it deceives itself, the weak breath it feels from it is not fake.

Is it really okay?

Garland thought about it.

Then, it jumped out of the cat's nest.

The soft paw pads fell to the ground, making the kittens walk silently.

The night at the base was very dark, and only a few lights on the walls were still on.

The light was not strong, it was all pale yellow.

In the dimly lit base, a small snowy white group walked through it silently.

Following the memory of the day, bypassing the road ahead, and the room further forward is where the **** man stays.

Gallan thought, and he went to take a look at it, to make sure that the **** man was really okay, and he went back immediately.

Thinking this, the kitten hurried to the door.

But as soon as he reached the door, it was dumbfounded.

It can go in during the day because the door has a slit open and it can go in.

But now the door in front of it was tightly closed, and it couldn't find a place to get in.

Garland wandered in front of the door for a while, sitting on the ground with a bit of frustration.

It lifted his small head in depression, looked at the huge door for him, and snorted with displeasure.

But then, the kitten's golden eyes lighted up, as if a good idea came to mind. It went around from the door of the room to the wall on the other side. There was no door there, but there was a window.

Can't wait, he jumped lightly and jumped onto the window sill.

The lights in the room were still on.

Through the transparent glass, Gallan saw the dark figure in the corner of the cage inside.

The huge black figure was just like it was when it first broke in, lying there motionless.

Although I could see it, the glass window was closed and I couldn't get in.

Garland tilted his head and thought for a while, then he lifted his small paw and snapped the glass window in front of him.

The kitten's strength is not strong, so the sound of the photo is also very light.

However, the ears of the **** wolfhound lying on the ground instantly stood up and moved.

"Meow~"

The ear of the **** wolf dog moved again, and the head resting on the lying front paw lifted up, turned around, and looked in the direction of the window.

Outside the glass window, a little snow-white hair ball reflected in its golden-red pupil.

"Meow~~"

The soft whistle came through the gap in the window.

Feelings of concern came from the kitten's cry.

After a little silence, the **** wolf dog stood up.

One side of the big cage was just under the glass window, and it stepped under the glass window.

It was already very tall, and when it stood up and raised its head, it was just flush with the glass window sill.

The **** wolf dog didn't bark, just staring quietly at the kitten outside the window.

The pupil of the beast glowed faintly in the shadows.

"Meow?"

Garland whispered again inquiringly.

After the sound of it, the **** wolf dog stood quietly and moved. It leaned forward, and the front of the head protruded out of the cage railing.

Then, the tip of his nose was gently attached to the glass, exactly where the kitten was squatting.

The dark tip of the nose was attached to the cold glass.

In the shadows, its golden-red eyes refracted the shimmer of glass and reflected the snowball in front of it, inexplicably angry.

The kitten squatting on the windowsill flicked its big fluffy tail. It glanced at the tip of the **** man's nose in front of him, and raised a claw curiously.

The small pink meat pad was pressed against the cool glass.

It happens to be where the tip of the other person's nose lies.

At first glance, it looks like the kitten's snowy white paws are on the tip of the nose of the **** wolfhound.

"Meow~~~"

It cried curiously and found it interesting.

However, just after the sound was over, suddenly a pair of big hands stretched out from the back and picked Gallan up.

Because he woke up in the middle of the night to see that Galland was not in the cat’s nest, Camos, who had been finding it all the way, glared at the **** wolf dog who had hooked his kitten up in the middle of the night, and hummed Gallan. Walked away.

As he walked, he bowed his head and told the kitten that he could not run out secretly in the future, especially if he could not meet the dangerous guy when he was not there.

The **** wolf dog stood for a while in front of the glass window before turning around, walking back to the place just now, and lay down again.

It closed its eyes.

The room was once again silent as usual.

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