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A cold front from Siberia had just scaled the glass curtain walls of the Council District as the central climate control system hummed, raising the temperature. At the long table, the polar bear cub named "Tuantuan" in Shi Yan's arms let out a yawn, its warm breath melting the thin frost on Lin Yuan's fingertips. Qi Xiao stood on one leg by the window, his crest feathers gilded by the setting sun, while "Pofeng" pecked at his pant leg to urge for dinner. In a back corner, "Wuyin" curled into a ball within Chen Qing's silver hair; opposite him, Xuan Yin preened his long hair as "Huaguang" fanned its tail toward the gold dust at the corner of his eyes. Lin Mei was buried in a soft chair, cheeks bulging, with "Rongrong" rolled into a snowball in his arms. Kui Xi squatted on his chair with a grass stem in his mouth, while Xie Ci's "Qinglin" flicked its tongue from his wrist, sliding silently toward Li Xuan's feet, where "Xuanying" was bumping its head against the orca's heel. The sound of "Suli" munching on seeds in Shen's pocket finally drowned out the noise of Qi Xiao tapping the table. Lin Yuan looked up, his ice-blue eyes scanning the room as "Shuangya" stirred at the crook of his neck. "Everyone is here," he said, his voice low and cold. "The meeting is in session."