A black chick cub and Little Jing were practically nose to nose. The chick tilted its head, chirped twice with its tender yellow beak, and cheerfully flapped over to nuzzle her face. Then, it eagerly squatted down, craned its neck, and opened its mouth wide, chirping for food.
The male cubs??!!
Meanwhile, the other black chick cub's eyes landed on the group of male cubs. It tilted its head blankly. 'So many Mothers? Which one should I flap over to?'
And so, it flapped over to every single male cub. But before they could even react, in less than three seconds, the black chick cub had already moved on to the next one.
After making the rounds with all the "Mothers" in sight, the little one wagged its tail, glanced at its nestmate, and proudly craned its neck to let out a loud CHIRP!
'One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Mothers! They can feed me much more than just one Mother. So many Mothers, so much to be proud of.'
