Fabre in Sacheon’s Tang

The Blood-Eyed Green Furgrass Bamboo Rat.

Just like its name, it had green fur that grew as finely as grass, giving it a unique appearance.

Each of them was about thirty centimeters in size, which suggested they were still young. It seemed like the three of them had recently left their mother’s nest together. Rather than a pair, they felt more like siblings born from the same litter.

The way they looked after each other reminded me of Cho, Hyang, and Bini. However, unlike my three, who were all female, this group consisted of two males and one female.

The two larger males seemed to be taking care of the smaller one. Judging by their behavior, the tiny one, who had collapsed from hunger earlier, was likely their youngest sister.

"Zii!"
"Zit!"

“How adorable. My babies.”

Turning my head toward the familiar voice, I saw Sister Seol carrying one of the creatures in her arms while the other two perched on her shoulders. She was walking with an absolutely delighted expression.

Registering these spiritual beasts under Beast-Heart Technique had significantly increased her stat points, and at the same time, they had practically become her pets. Of course, it was natural for her to find them cute.

After all, this was her first spiritual beast.

Becoming a parent was always a touching moment, wasn’t it?

Well… even if the subject in question happened to be a furry mammal.

“Do you like them that much, Sister?”

“Of course! I always wanted to have a spiritual beast, and now my wish has come true. Besides, aren’t these little ones just too cute?”

I couldn’t quite understand what was so cute about furry mammals, but I shook my head and stepped aside. Meanwhile, I began organizing my thoughts about their habits.

Since I planned to add them to my Small Venomous Beasts Manual later, I needed to carefully store the details in my mind.

They were venomous creatures classified under the Grass-Type of the 234 Venomous Species category, and I had observed their behavior while traveling along the route from Qinghai to Gonryu Pass.

They needed to be fed four times a day, about once every six hours, with meat. However, the peculiar thing was that their eyes weren’t red under normal circumstances—only when they began feeling hungry.

The hungrier they got, the redder their eyes became.

It was as if their vision flipped when starvation set in.

For us, hunger was a mild inconvenience. But for them, it was a matter of life and death.

It made sense that their eyes would change in response to their survival instincts.

They also became extremely aggressive during this state, so it was crucial to feed them on time.

However, they weren’t particularly gluttonous. It wasn’t necessary to overfeed them, and at night, they were smart enough to eat from stored food whenever needed.

Of course, if they had the chance, they would also hunt on their own.

"Still… fur, huh…?"

As I mentally sorted the information for my Small Venomous Beasts Manual, I found myself briefly contemplating furry mammals.

Then, I heard a chirping sound.

Looking down, I found one of them perched on my shoulder, gazing up at me.