Little Bear was quite tempted by his little brother's suggestion, so he set off with him to look for a beehive.
After raiding several Demon Beast beehives in succession, the two returned to the mountaintop with their heads covered in bumps.
Little Bear hugged a huge ball of honey and crawled into the cave. "Roar, roar."
Sleep, sleep! You should sleep too.
"Awwooo!"
Little White Tiger waved his paws excitedly. "I'll go to sleep right now."
Since Little Bear had already decided to hibernate, his eyelids naturally felt heavy. He did not notice Little Whitey's expression, entered the cave abode, set up a barrier, gnawed at two bites of honey, then stretched out his short legs...
And fell sound asleep.
Spring made one drowsy, autumn made one weary, and summer invited naps. In winter's bitter cold, sleep was simply perfect.
The bear's motto for life was: "Everything else is inferior; only sleep was supreme!" Seeing Little Bear fall asleep, Little White Tiger scratched his ear with a paw. Huh, the boss was asleep.
A sly look appeared in his eyes. Then what was he waiting for? Time to slip away! Little White Tiger found a pool, looked at his reflection, shrank his body, and followed what Boss Bear had said: smaller, lighter, cuter, more adorable...
Ah, luckily the boss had been knowledgeable. Otherwise, if he ran over at his original size, how could he be carried?
Done!
Whoosh! Little Whitey eagerly transformed into a streak of light and vanished without a trace.
Oh! Freedom! Mommy!
Mommy, I'm coming! After who knew how many days had passed, Little Bear woke up and gnawed at two bites of honey. Then, still bleary-eyed, he sensed that something was wrong. He crawled out of the cave and looked around, only to find the surroundings