Thunder Mountain

"Roll" meowed several times, curiously reached a hand toward the "cat," grabbed it by the scruff, and lifted it before her eyes. "Which street did you come from? What breed are you? Hey, that pattern on your head looks pretty nice. How come this kitty doesn't have one?"

She had learned that on the spot from the Data Terminal.

The big yellow cat had clearly never been filled to the brim with a Golden Apple. Faced with this creature that had cat ears just like its own but looked nothing like a fellow member of its species, it was completely baffled. Before long, however, it recognized the silly cat as one of its kind through scent and language, and even showed a look of awe. Well... it might not have been scent and language, but who the hell could explain the worldview of cats? Hao Ren still had no idea how the wild dogs in the South Suburbs had hit it off with Lily.

"This cat isn't afraid of you?" Nangong May reached out to scratch the big yellow cat under the chin, then looked up at Galadriel. "What about your Dragon's Might? Ordinary animals should have been shaking like sieves in front of a dragon, right?"

"I don't know what's going on either," Galadriel said, shaking her head. "Ever since the day I found it, this cat hasn't been afraid of any member of the Dragon Clan. It runs wild all over the area around my palace and even dares to fight the Dragon Guard for food. That's why it's famous here. The dragons think it's an interesting creature and often come over to feed it."

Hao Ren began to wonder whether inspectors all shared some common trait. Why did they all run into such bizarre special cases? The