This also made Ling’s originally worried heart relax. Perhaps the brown bear had really left.
When night came, bathed in the pure white moonlight, Ling thought about where she should go.
The cave in the territory was impossible to return to. Not only was it burned by the brown bear and made uninhabitable, but the other party might also come from time to time to check on her tracks.
That area was not safe, so Ling needed to find a new territory to use as his resting place.
Currently, it was a little tired, so it planned to use the moonlight to recover its lost energy before going to search for the territory.
Ling used the frost moon to form a layer of ice on the tree trunk.
It jumped up, sat on the thickest branch, and closed its eyes.
It was already morning when it opened its eyes again.
Listening to the chirping of the birds, Ling realized that she had fallen asleep.
