Cissa began to run wildly, not knowing if it was because he was running too hard.
So much so that his heart was pounding.
He had never seen such an annoying female.
Cissa thought.
He ran furiously all the way, roaring angrily to intimidate the surrounding animals.
Forbidding them from coming near.
He didn't know how long he had run.
Until he stopped, he returned to the river's edge.
He had just been downstream by the river.
And now, he was upstream.
He lifted his foot and stomped the tree in front of him into pieces.
Looking up at the trickling river.
He snorted twice.
Then, he glanced back.
He was so fast that the seemingly weak and pitiful young female was long gone.
He didn't know where she came from.
How could she venture alone in the deep mountains?
Even adult males like them face certain dangers here.
Let alone, a female with no ability to resist?
Did her family allow her to come here?
Cissa pondered for a moment.
