After transmigrating

When the bolt of golden lightning struck, Fat Meow was happily munching on something fragrant it had snatched from a wolf.,Little Meow pursed her lips and squinted with her big, dark eyes. She glanced this way and that, but felt a sharp pain in her head. Her eyelids were heavy and she was drowsy. Their calls buzzed around in her ears, making her head pound even more. Her little face was creased with frustration.,A group of little men quietly closed their eyes, only using their eyes to look at the treasure in their arms.。