The Azure Sky Sect was quiet that morning.
Dew still clung to the tiles. A faint mist curled over the training yards. Somewhere, a bell chimed softly—then was immediately drowned out by a deep, rumbling snore.
Li Ming opened one eye.
The snore came from directly on top of him.
He looked down. A small, fluffy, lightning-patterned ball of fur was sprawled across his chest, sparking faintly with every exhale.
"...Lei Shan," he muttered, voice hoarse.
It is a good name .
You know what, that's your name from now.
And get off my bed.
"You're supposed to sleep on the mat."
The cub's fur bristled as he glared up at the human.
Lei Shan? he repeated inwardly, lightning flickering behind his fangs. That sounds like some old ancestor, not me!
His tail lashed once, sparks snapping off the tip. And "Little Thunderbub"? What kind of humiliating title is that? I am thunder incarnate, not a pet!
