The camel gazed at her with its big watery eyes for a long time before nonchalantly turning away to continue its diligent chewing.
Ji Nuan's lips curved into a wide smile as she climbed atop a dead tree stump.
That's right, it feels just like this, except the camels she rode in China weren't this tall, almost scaring the beast within her.
After getting used to it for a while, Ji Nuan began to stroke its fur, armed today with a large wooden-toothed comb that felt oh so comfortable against its hide.
The camel seemed to enjoy it immensely, lowing several times with a voice full of gentleness and joy.
A little later, Ji Nuan paused her grooming and patted the big guy's side.
The camel turned its head, looking at her with those large watery eyes surrounded by long lashes.
Ji Nuan gently nudged its belly with her legs, and the camel, as if startled, stood up abruptly.
