Little Donkey was picked up by Nuwa when she had gone out to play with her sister.
At the time, Nuwa had seen Little Donkey all alone outside, looking especially pitiful, so she brought him back to the tribe and raised him.
Nuwa declared that she absolutely had no intention of raising him up just to eat him later.
"Riding my Little Donkey, riding out to the sea, holding a little whip in my hand, spanking his little butt."
Nuwa rode Little Donkey toward the East Sea.
Little Donkey was incredibly fast!
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a golden beach.
Nuwa saw the vast, azure East Sea.
"Wow!"
"So this is the sea? It's so pretty, so pretty."
Nuwa laughed happily, her innocent laughter echoing across the golden sands.
Nuwa flipped down from Little Donkey's back, her two tiny white feet landing on the soft, warm beach. "So soft and warm."
Her playful nature flared up, and her little feet wriggled like caterpillars, letting the grains of sand flow between her toes.
Then Nuwa began playing along the beach and shoreline.
She was utterly delighted.
"If I'd known the sea was this beautiful, I should've dragged Sister along."
"No, I can't tell Sister. If she finds out, she'll definitely stop me."
"Forget it, forget it. I'll just bring some sand and seawater back for Sister to see."
Nuwa took out a clay jar from the hide pouch she carried with her, filled it with some sand, then switched to another clay jar and ran to the shore.
She let the waves lap against her little calves. "Hehe~"
On the shore.
Little Donkey watched Nuwa playing, then looked toward the East Sea, as though waiting for something. "Would the Dragon Clan really be foolish enough to offend