“We’re of different species, so it’s unfounded for us to go into heat for each other. You’re gentle and kind, so I think it’d be okay to live together. What do you think?”

The boy nodded shyly. It seemed like a good agreement. For starters, wildcats were skilled hunters. She had also heard they were good at swimming.

‘Now I can eat meat and enjoy as many fish as I want.’

Since Sohwa hadn’t properly learned from her mother, she was clumsy at hunting. She barely remembered the last time she had eaten meat. Having a nimble wildcat friend seemed reassuring.

“I’m fine with anything as long as I’m with you…”

“We should start by changing that title. No more ‘mistress’; call me Sohwa.”

“Sohwa.”

“Yes, that’s much nicer to hear. Then I should call you... hmm.”

She didn’t know where he had come from, nor his age, so how could she know his name?

“What should I call you?”

“Dohwi.”

The boy who claimed to know nothing spoke his name.

“Please call me Dohwi.”

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