I am a snow fox living on the top of the snow mountain.
My biggest hobby every day is rolling in the snow.
One day, I picked up a bigger stuffed toy.
He has snow-white hair and a tall build. He is sleeping soundly at the door of my house. He is so cute.
With great effort, I dragged him back to the cave.
As a result, this "toy" suddenly woke up.
A pair of obsidian-like eyes stared straight at me, scaring me to the core.
He is actually a polar bear!
Why do polar bears appear in snowy mountains?
Should I drive him away?
He looks so good rua...
Before I could think about the outcome, this big guy scooped me into his arms.
"You're my mate, right?"
A series of question marks popped up in my head.
When did I become his partner?
Had he mistakenly identified the fox?
Intention: Say goodbye to Moerer, and have fireworks every year
