The gentle morning light seeped through the treetops, casting a dappled pattern of light and shadow on the grassland.
Awoken by the clear chirping of birds, Lawrence rose from the ground.
After getting up, he looked around until he saw the slender figure wrapped in a mage's robe not far away, and finally felt relieved.
Lawrence walked over and quietly greeted, "Good morning, Father."
Mr. Ji didn't respond, engrossed in whatever he was recording.
Feeling slightly awkward, but daring not to interrupt too much, Lawrence retreated quietly, preparing to hunt for breakfast.
The morning air was especially refreshing amidst the forest, with dewdrops lingering on the leaves.
Lawrence spotted traces of a few wild rabbits and promptly followed.
But not far into his pursuit, he saw a flock of startled birds fluttering out of the woods.
Someone's coming!
Lawrence immediately turned and ran back.
