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... thick canopy of the forest, but the air was still cool.
Xiao Yi, the eldest tiger cub, let out a massive yawn, his little pink tongue curling. He stretched his tiny paws, trying to find the soft, fragrant warmth of his mother.
But he felt something furry and solid, so he kneaded it with his claws.
Wait... His mother was soft and smelled like sweet flowers. This thing felt like a giant, hairy boulder.
Xiao Yi’s little ears flicked. He opened his adorable eyes, expe ...
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