"Heh, little thing~"
Seeing the ferocious look of the little saw-toothed tiger, Paul's face was full of smiles. He crouched down and tried to grab the neck of the foremost little saw-toothed tiger.
The little guy hasn't been weaned yet, but after all, it's a wild animal, having never seen humans since birth, even though it hasn't been weaned, it's very fierce.
The foremost little saw-toothed tiger was the largest among the four saw-toothed tiger cubs. Facing Paul's attempt, it unhesitatingly took a step back, then opened its mouth to bite Paul's hand.
But it was still nursing, its baby teeth had not changed, so biting Paul's thick, hairy hand was neither painful nor itchy. Instead of repelling Paul, it gave him a chance to get closer and lift it up.
"Aowoo~ Aow~ Aow..."
Flailing its legs, the little saw-toothed tiger howled unwillingly, calling for its mother.
