After confirming that this was edible and extremely delicious, it no longer hesitated at all. With a swift roll of its tongue, it swept the piece of crackling right into its mouth!
Then, a crisp and delightful sound echoed within the shelter.
"Crunch—crack—crunch—"
December used its still growing but already strong milk teeth to gleefully chew this first bite of real solid food. The crispy crackling shattered between its teeth, producing a "crunchy" sound.
With every chew, more concentrated grease and meat juice burst from the cracks in the crackling, making it so happy that its eyes narrowed into slits.
This was its first experience of the pleasure of "chewing," a feeling completely different from drinking milk, requiring the teeth to conquer and crush food, the most primal satisfaction of a carnivore.
It was so engrossed in eating that even when Lin Yu'an reached out to touch its head, it nudged his hand away protectively with its tiny noggin.
