Yuanyuan, however, was rather listless, lying in the net hammock sunbathing, while Tuantuan's mother chewed on a sugarcane stalk.
Li Xiang had just rounded the mountain path when Er Huang leaped at him excitedly, its tail kicking up slushy snow that splattered onto the Little Fox's face. The Little Fox, like a fiery cloud, instantly bristled. It kicked the careless Er Huang, then leaped onto Li Xiang's shoulder and tickled his ear with its big, fluffy, bushy tail.
"Stop fooling around!" Li Xiang laughed, ruffling the fur on the Little Fox's ear tips. He stroked its fluffy tail a few times before pulling a Spirit Fruit from his pocket to feed it.
Er Huang wasn't as agile as the Little Fox, and it didn't dare jump onto its master's shoulders—what kind of dog rides on its master's back? So it grew anxious down below, resting its front paws on Li Xiang's knees, its drool soaking a dark patch onto his pants.
