"Hmm, not bad… delicious, delicious…" Inside the quiet booth, Lucky sat on the table and picked up another big thigh. The oil dribbled down his lips. There were guards outside the booth so no one would come disturb him and steal away his food. Wu Siyu who'd normally do that was not there. Lucky was quite full so he slowed down his speed. He chewed slowly and savored the flavor. Lucky closed his eyes to let the taste dance on his tongue, he relaxed fully. Even though this world was incredibly dangerous, he'd rather stay here than to be thrown back to Dreamlands to face the Ultar cats. This place was better, he'd eat chicken thigh every day until he felt like vomiting. They were cooked differently, like how the humans said it, he was living an emperor's life.
Pat! Suddenly Lucky felt a heavy slam on the back of his head. His heart squeezed and his fur curled. This familiar whack…