In the inner city of the Black Panther Tribe.
Qiao Qiao was trying to lull the little tiger cub to sleep.
Ever since Qiao Xixi had left, the little tiger cub had been very fussy. She would throw a tantrum and cry for her mother, especially at bedtime, and no one could soothe her.
The little tiger cub lay on the bed with her limbs sprawled out, her large, gilded-gold eyes staring pitifully at Qiao Qiao as a low whimper escaped her throat.
Qiao Qiao took one look at her and knew. 'She's about to start fussing again.'
"Be good, An'an. Mother will be back soon."
The little tiger cub whimpered and crawled into her older sister's arms, nuzzling her tiny nose against Qiao Qiao's hand.
Seeing her like this, Qiao Qiao's own lips trembled and her eyes reddened.
'I miss Mother too, WAAAH! When is Mother coming back?'
When Jin Ling came into the room after settling the other cubs down, he saw the two sisters clinging to each other, their eyes brimming with tears.
