"If you like it, I can teach you how to make it in the future." Clara saw that they seemed to like it, and it made her happy. The females smiled at Clara, but their smiles seemed insincere.
The foxes outside also came in. As soon as they entered, they started making excited sounds, jumping around in the house, testing the strength of the bamboo floor. The bamboo house was supported by bamboo underneath, but there were still gaps. The foxes bounced and jumped, feeling like the house was about to collapse. They even stomped their feet. One fox stomped so hard that it made a hole in the bamboo floor.
Seeing the bamboo floor being damaged, Clara felt heartbroken. "Don't stomp, this is bamboo, and it can hurt your feet." The more she tried to stop them, the more they intensified. Trying a different approach might work better. As Clara spoke, they finally stopped stomping.
