Her Ears Pricked

Seeing this, the little eagle, who was a sparring partner, also lay down beside Molly and played dead. Lucille did not know whether to laugh or cry. She could only bring out her trump card. "My good child will have candy to eat after the training." Molly, who was still pretending to be dead, lay on the ground with her eyes closed, but her ears pricked. "And cakes, chocolate, ice cream..." Lucille listed out the foods again and again. Before she could finish, Molly got up from the ground and burst into tears. "Yes! Yes! I'll do it right away!" Lucille raised an eyebrow and replied with a smile, "Very well, wipe your saliva. Go ahead." Molly rushed into the training ground with a howl. As a sparring partner, the young eagle wanted to continue playing dead, but it could not resist Lucille's smile. "There's meat you love at noon." The little eagle blinked its eyes, flew around Lucille, and finally perched on her shoulder. Lucille hissed. The little eagle had grown up a lot during this time