The little one, Dratini, wriggled its body with all its might, rubbing against the branches and leaves of the bushes to scrape off the thin, transparent "membrane" covering its skin.
Though a one-meter-long snake-like creature could hardly be called a little one, Dratini still looked adorable just from its appearance.
—Even if it could raise itself to Luo Mu's waist.
Seemingly having noticed unfamiliar presences approaching, the hard-wriggling Dratini lifted its little head, revealing its face, with white fins on either side and a large round white nose.
Those wet purple eyes were gazing curiously at Luo Mu and the others.
There was neither fear nor terror in them, only the clear curiosity of one untouched by the world.
It was obvious that this Dratini had been well protected.
Realizing that after struggling for so long, it had only managed to rub off the ring of skin around its head, Dratini seemed a little discouraged. It looked at Luo Mu with its watery eyes and let out a soft, tender whimper.
—It seemed to be asking Luo Mu for help with shedding its skin.
Seeing it like this, Luo Mu inexplicably recalled the Dragonite Leader's past.
Their childhoods could not have been more different.
Back then, the Dragonite Leader had hidden at the bottom of Casseroya Lake, feeding on the sunken scraps of leftovers and rubbing off its daily shed skin bit by bit.
This Dratini, on the other hand, clearly enjoyed a far better quality of life. During its most vulnerable stage, it had the protection of its elders.
Perhaps that was one of the purposes of a clan.
"...Don't move around."
Letting out a breath, Luo Mu crouched down helplessly.
As if it understood him, Dratini immediately rubbed its body against Luo Mu's outstretched hand.
Luo Mu carefully