This Fox Is Under My Protection!

By the lakeside, in the woods, on an open patch of ground.

A group of cats and a group of foxes sat facing each other in two clearly divided camps, glaring furiously. Several drab little rats were also squeezed between the cats and foxes, huddled together and trembling.

Clearly, the two groups of animals had clashed over prey.

Leading the cat group was the Ragdoll Kitten Zheng Qing had once kept by his side. After only a few days apart, the little cat had grown considerably, and its courage had grown accordingly—when Zheng Qing first met the little fellow, it had not even dared approach the cat group, terrified that some larger cat would pin it beneath a paw and lecture it sternly. But now, not only did the Ragdoll Cat dare strut through the cat group with its tail raised high, it even bared its teeth and roared at the foxes opposite from time to time.

In comparison, the Forest Cat that had once fought the black cat for the position of "leader" had become much steadier. Faced with a pack of little foxes bouncing about menacingly, it remained sprawled lazily behind the Ragdoll Cat like a little leopard. Its thick tail flicked now and then, sweeping up shards of ice.

Compared with the orderly cat group, the little foxes opposite were a complete mess.

Although the red fox at their head tried its best to look fierce and refused to yield an inch before the cat group's advance, anyone could see how isolated and helpless it was. Behind the red fox, the other little foxes—white, yellow, gray, and all sorts of other colors—were not seated in an orderly cluster like the cats. They were still off playing to their hearts' content.

One little fox had dug a jet-black