Indeed, Cleo's body maneuvered around the swaddling clothes, raising its long neck, preparing to snatch the woolen set from the baby.
Purple Summers couldn't help but sigh softly.
"If this doesn't work, we'll just have to let Tiny try again," she thought.
But just then, a chubby little fist emerged from the swaddling clothes and gripped Cleo's woolen set firmly!
"Ah, the child is awake!"
"She's reaching out her hand!"
"Quick, look! The snake is beginning to wrap around the child!"
"Could the child be in danger..."
The chatter was incessant, everyone watched the situation in the middle of the lake intently, their nerves stretched to the breaking point.
The little baby inside the swaddling clothes seemed to treat the woolen set on its body as a toy, holding onto it tightly and waving its little fists.
Cleo, unable to snatch its woolen set, began to coil around the swaddling clothes and slowly slither toward the shore.