"Claiming I wasn't nervous would be a lie,"
The lioness was so large, and although lions are felines, they're not exactly cats!
The female lion lay groaning and whimpering in the shade, her wound stubbornly refusing to heal and attracting a swarm of insects.
Her tail flicked occasionally, trying to drive away the bugs.
Chen Ying cautiously approached her, making a noise to alert the lioness.
The lioness turned to him, opening her mouth—a roar stuck in her throat and coming out as a "kongkong" sound.
Seeing the lioness trying to turn over and stand up, Chen Ying took another cautious step closer, offering the basin of meat.
The lioness sniffed it uninterestedly, trying to lie in a different position, but the pain in her forelimb left her agitated and unable to comply.
When Chen Ying saw that the lioness wasn't as furious as he had imagined, he took the opportunity to move two steps closer, within reach to touch the tip of her paw.
