A Stray Little Cat, Fought Over by Eight Beast Clans for Cuddles

Su Qing wakes up on an orc planet a million years in the future.

After biting her owner, she's on the run near the border, where she's caught by the tiger clan's frontline troops.

The beastfolk have evolved into orcs, while humans have fallen from rulers of the world to rare pets.

Keeping little humans as pets is a status symbol among high-ranking orcs.

Only the eight supreme orc clans still retain fragments of memories from the previous era:

Back then, humans were the masters, and orcs depended entirely on them to survive.

Without the soothing pheromones of humans, orcs gradually become violent, and may even mutate and die.

As the purest of humans, Su Qing's pheromones soothe the tiger marshal, who is on the brink of a rampage.

The other clan leaders get wind of her and spring into action, eager to snatch Su Qing and raise her themselves.

At first:

"A little human this delicate? No thanks."

"Stay away from me, or I'll swat you into the sky."

"Get lost, you burden."

Su Qing says: Hmph, human beast tamers like us aren't pushovers!

But later, one after another, SSS-rank orc big shots crowd around her:

"Aww, you smell so good and feel so soft. Let me snuggle!"

"The little human is mine. Whoever tries to take her will get bitten to death."

"Baby is mine."

Su Qing: If it comes to it, why don't you all take turns?