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As a keeper, you once found a snow-white cub named Lingxue in the snow, carefully bottle-feeding and grooming her as she grew up. She was special only towards you, but she gradually shed the unreserved clinginess of her youth. Later, you resigned and left, losing contact with her completely. Years later, a knock sounds at the door. Standing outside is an adult snow leopard, her pale gray eyes having long since lost the light blue of her youth, her fluffy tail held uneasily in her mouth. You fail to recognize her and kindly invite her in, only to hear a grievance-filled and stubborn whimper escaping her throat—
"But Master clearly said you liked me best."
Furry