Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the cracks in the cave. Frost Blade opened his eyes and found that his tail was frozen in mid-air in a strange posture - the cub was curled up on his abdomen, with its little hands still tightly holding his tail, sleeping soundly.

The little girl's skin was very white and felt soft to the touch. She was sleeping soundly at this moment, with her little mouth open. A suspicious trace of crystal liquid flowed from the corner of her mouth, forming a long line, wetting the hair on Frost Blade's chest.

Frostblade had never seen a cub so fragile.

He held his breath and carefully moved the tip of his tail, trying to pull it out without waking her.

He had confirmed yesterday that it was a female cub.

The cub wrinkled his nose, as if he felt that the guardian leopard wanted to run away, and he snorted in dissatisfaction in his sleep, turned over, and hugged Frost Blade with his little arms and legs domineeringly, burying his face directly in his soft belly hair.

Frost Blade: “…”

The best hunter of the snow leopard tribe didn't even dare to breathe heavily at this moment.

"So... Captain, are you going to raise this kid from now on? Captain, you're going to be a father now."

At the morning meeting of the Snow Leopard Tribe, young warriors gathered around Frost Blade and asked questions in a flurry.

Bingwei hesitated: "Captain, do you really want to raise her? The ancient books clearly say that she is a world-destroying beast."

"But she doesn't look like she can 'break mountains' at all." Frostblade interrupted them, his eyes flicking to the cub in the corner who was trying to reach his feet with his claws. "She can't even stand steadily."

As if to confirm his words, the cub stood up shakily, took two steps, and then fell into Bingwei's arms with a plop.

"hey-hey."

After falling into the big cat's arms, the little guy didn't get anxious at all. Instead, he opened his big round eyes and grinned happily.

The cub's body was soft, as if it had no bones, lying in his arms, warm. Bingwei was stiff, with his claws hanging in the air, not knowing whether he should touch her.

The cub had already climbed up by itself, tilted its head and looked at him with a little saliva hanging from the corner of its mouth.

"Is she...is she hungry?" Bingwei asked in a low voice, his ears twitching unconsciously.

Frost Blade then remembered that the cub had not eaten anything since last night.

"Go get some meat," he ordered.

When the tender venison was placed in front of the cubs, all the snow leopards held their breath, waiting for the legendary "Destroyer" to show his ferocious side.

However, the cub tilted its head to look at the piece of meat, stretched out its little hand to poke it, and then -

"puff!"

She pushed the meat away, her little face scrunched up.

The snow leopards looked at each other.

"She doesn't eat meat?" Bingwei asked incredulously, "Then what does she eat?"

"You are stupid. Our cub didn't eat meat when it was just born. We should give it milk to drink." A leopard confronted Bingwei.

Frost Blade frowned and thought for a moment.

Half an hour later, when Frost Blade returned with a wooden bowl of freshly squeezed deer milk, the cub's eyes suddenly lit up.

She couldn't wait to crawl over, held the bowl with her two little hands, buried her little face in it, and started drinking it up.

This is what the kid should drink.

The snow leopards breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I can eat.

"It looks like it's similar to a Deer Clan cub," Icetail said with a smile, his tail swaying subconsciously.

Frost Blade did not answer, but silently noted down this detail.

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During the hunt that day, Frost Blade's performance confused all the team members.

"Captain, what are you looking for?"

Frost Blade didn't even look back, concentrating on searching for something in the bushes.

"found it."

He carefully used his claws to push aside the grass, revealing a few low bushes with red berries. These were plants that the snow leopards usually didn't pay any attention to, but Frost Blade remembered that the deer cubs loved this kind of fruit.

He gently bit off a few of the fullest ones, wrapped them in a broad leaf, and held them in his mouth.

On the way back, he even caught a fat pheasant - not for eating, but for its fresh eggs.

Bingwei looked at his series of actions and couldn't help but joked: "Chief, when did you start researching these? It's not for that little cub, is it? It turns out that being a father is different."

The tips of Frost Blade's ears felt slightly hot, and he replied gruffly, "...Just curious."

In the evening, the cub sat in the center of the cave, surrounded by the "trophies" brought back by Frostblade - berries, bird eggs, a jar of honey, and even a few wild flowers that were said to aid digestion.

The snow leopards gathered in a circle, curiously watching which one the little guy would choose first.

The cub looked left and right, and finally crawled to the jar of honey. She stretched out her little finger, dipped a little, put it in her mouth, and then her whole face lit up.

"Yeah!" She waved her little hands happily, and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with the gift.

The cub held Frost Blade's paws and smeared his guardian leopard's mouth with sticky saliva.

Frost Blade pushed the unhygienic kid away with disgust, but his brown pupils were full of smiles.

The cub didn't care about that. After expressing his gratitude in a different way, he concentrated on eating the honey.

It’s sweet and delicious.

It’s not enough to just eat, the little guy also likes to play.

Rub your honey-covered finger against the nearest Ice Tail's nose.

Bingwei dodged subconsciously.

Seeing the target evade, the little guy whimpered, pouted his lips and looked at Bingwei eagerly.

I want to play~

Seeing the cub's expectant eyes, Bingwei suddenly felt a pang of conscience.

Damn it, it was clearly this brat who was being unreasonable, but why did I feel so damn guilty about it?

Bingwei cursed in his heart as he moved closer and lowered his head, allowing the cub to smear the sticky honey on his black nose.

The other snow leopards laughed in a good-natured way.

Frost Blade squatted aside, watching this scene, the tip of his tail swaying unconsciously.

Maybe, this "world destroyer" is not that scary.

Cub: Hehehe~

What the cub wants, the cub gets.

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It was late at night, and the cub, who had been playing with a group of energetic snow leopards for most of the day, was tired and curled up in Frost Blade's tail, drowsy.

Frost Blade looked down at her little face covered in jam, hesitated for a moment, then stuck out his tongue and gently licked her cheek.

The cub grabbed his whiskers in a half-asleep state and mumbled something incomprehensible.

"What did you say?" Frost Blade moved closer.

"Meow……"

Frost Blade was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

This little guy, even his cry is so non-threatening.

but……

If the little girl could remain non-threatening, perhaps the tribe leader would allow her to grow up in the tribe.

He gently adjusted the cub's position to make it more comfortable, then closed his eyes.

Outside the window, the starry sky in the north was particularly bright. In the cave, the breathing of the snow leopard and the human cub gradually became synchronized.