"That's right master. Sister, Fey look always stressed." Voli, the clever and loyal golden bear, plopped down onto the floor, his heavy frame creating a soft thud. His eyes, filled with a mix of weariness and affection for his master, met Fein's gaze. Fein couldn't help but tease his furry friend, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Voli, the clever and loyal golden bear, plopped down onto the floor, his heavy frame creating a soft thud. His eyes, filled with a mix of weariness and affection for his master, met Fein's gaze. Fein couldn't help but tease his furry friend, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Voli, my old friend," Fein chuckled, "some things never change, huh? You're still as lazy as ever."
Voli's ears perked up at the sound of Fein's voice, his expression a mixture of playful annoyance and contentment. He let out a low rumble, as if protesting against the accusation, but his eyes sparkled with a shared understanding between them.
