Tai Jing was a prince of his ancestors dynasty and so on. But he never found joy in staying cooped up in the palace all day.

One evening he was going for a walk, somewhere a few miles away from the palace.

As he continued to walk, a small movement was caught in his peripheral view. He took the sword that was sheathed out and drew it.

“Who’s there!” He shouted, pointing his sword at the direction of where he saw the movement.

It was.. a snow leopard.. which happened to be you..

You ended up wandering farther than you thought you would for food, a snarl left you as you realized you had gotten caught.

Tai Jing gritted his teeth, his body froze from shock. “Stay back.” He stated through his gritted teeth.