Lion Lianmeng

Felines are always mean and annoying.

Big cats are no exception.

In this regard, the group of Blue Star humans who "get over it if you think about it, and put it on hold indefinitely if you don't think about it" definitely have a very strong say.

These furries are born with two sides.

Both an angel and a devil!

And this kind of badness is not just for other animals.

They have never been soft on their compatriots.

When they have nothing to do and are full of energy, in addition to enjoying themselves and indulging in their own world, they will often do some cheap things with their claws and lips.

For example, non-stop scratching, biting, running wildly, roaring, regardless of whether other lions are willing or not?Do you have the time and energy to...

In short, one sentence: 'I want to play, the whole world must accompany me to high! '

This kind of egotistical and domineering way of thinking and personality made them willing to sacrifice their lives for each other even when facing brothers who grew up together since childhood, even when fighting. There are hundreds of baskets of dissatisfaction.

Therefore, seemingly deep feelings, internal strife will occur from time to time.

If they also have a circle of friends or Weibo that they can complain about, the content is likely to be like this:

Allen: [My two younger brothers are assholes, and I tolerate and forgive them every day. ]

Andre: [The elder brother is an idiot, and the younger brother is a cute schemer, but who told me to be old, I can only let them. ]

Timmy: [Except for me, they are all scum!I will never forgive them for their stupidity. I will firmly record all their stupidities one by one and read them to them every day. ]

Obviously, in the eyes of the vast majority of lions, only I am the mighty and domineering world protagonist who has added three layers of special effects and various soft lights and beautifications, while other lions should kneel down for themselves and shout loudly Sing Conquer.

Of course, during the little lion period, this kind of thinking can only be regarded as a slightly budding latent state.

But they are still bad.

It's just that this kind of evil... most of the time, it's just heartless and heartless.

It's hard to say good luck or bad luck when it comes to Allen and Delia's male cub.

Fortunately, he was able to escape from the mouth of the hyena; the bad luck was that he had a difficult life with other lions since he was a child.

In fact, when Delia gave birth to four cubs, this one was the weakest.

He was so weak that he couldn't stand up or walk for a long time after he was born, and he couldn't even compete with his brothers and sisters for milk.

Because the lion cub was not easy to survive, although Delia was worried, she also determined early on that this cub was the one most likely to die.

In order to avoid getting too emotionally involved, she intentionally or unintentionally ignored this cub, and turned her attention to those cubs with round heads, round brains, healthy and lively at first glance, and able to grow up safely.

However, what I didn't expect was that the sneak attack by the hyena killed all the cubs that Delia was optimistic about.

Instead, the frail little cub, who was inadvertently ostracized by his siblings, was left alone on the other side and panicked and fell into a crevice of rocks, lucky to survive.

Fate is always so confusing to lions.

Delia reluctantly returned to the safer lions with the only remaining weak cub.

But he was still too small. From a distance, he looked more like a fluffy yellow chick than a lion.Walking staggeringly, the other cubs yelled woo-woo, and he had to keep up intermittently, as if he was out of breath, woo-woo, woo-woo...

Come on, which lion barks with a dash in the middle to indicate a pause?

Moreover, the voice was so low that the lion could hardly hear it, and the black fetal spots on its body did not fade for a long time.

Delia really didn't know how to deal with this fragile little guy.

In terms of maternal instinct, she should choose to love him, take care of him and raise him carefully, but there is always a voice in her brain telling herself 'he won't live long'.

Nature is so dangerous, such a lion cub is just making do with one day at a time.

But Delia, who had already lost three cubs, really didn't want to accept the pain of the second bereavement.

Therefore, she herself fell into a kind of contradiction. Sometimes driven by motherhood, she tried to treat and take care of the cub as much as possible, and sometimes rationally wanted to stay away, out of sight and out of mind, so as to avoid being too sad in the future.

This mother's attitude directly affected the cub.He seldom asked his mother for anything, and seemed quiet, melancholy, withdrawn, and reticent.

But lions don't know how to be considerate and understanding.

After he returned to the pride and was raised with Jiji and her three cubs, this out of place seemed out of place.

Fortunately, Bacchus is a relatively mild-tempered lion.Although he likes Gail, he treats the next generation of lions equally.

When this new cub was at a loss, he would take the initiative to stretch his tail over, and pat the cub's head comfortingly with the black fluffy ball on the tip of the tail. There was a twinkle in the big copper bell eyes that scared the lion to death. A simple and understanding look: "Oh, they are all lions who have been rejected before! Don't be afraid of me, I just look a little big and scare the lion, but it is actually Mao Duo."

The little cub believed it.

He looked at Bacchus with envious eyes: ...then I also want Maoduo.

In short, the friendliness of the big male lion encouraged him to have the courage to socialize.

Due to the nature of the cub, he really wants to play with his brothers and sisters, and also be a normal and healthy cub that the lioness likes.

But he undoubtedly made a wrong decision.

If he does nothing, Gigi and the others may ignore Gail's warning.

But when he took the initiative to ask to blend in...

Although Gigi, Bibi and Liz would take him to play together, even if it was unintentional, the games he played were not something he could bear.

These three lion cubs are much bigger than the cubs, regardless of age or size.

So, when they were together...

The restless little male lion will pounce on him according to the normal rules of the game!

This is both play and practice hunting skills.

But Allen's little cub is too weak!

The little lion Bibi threw him to the ground with a random pounce, and was almost crushed to death; then, the little lion Jiji stretched out his front paws and hugged him whimperingly. It was too tight, and almost strangled him who had just recovered.

Liz the lioness didn't seem to understand what was going on.

She gently pushed the cub with her paw, whining, "Get up and play with us."

But the little cub was pushed straight away.

He was like a fluffy ball of fluffy yellow hair, rolling twice on the grass.

This is just great.

The little lions are all interested.

They surrounded the new cub with great interest, not out of a bullying mentality, but just for fun, but they started a nasty new game of 'you push, I push, you paw, I paw'.

Allen's little cub rolled from one end of the grass to the other, and then rolled back from the other end under the careless play of his brothers and sisters.

He wanted to stop the game in embarrassment, and shouted out of breath, ah-woo, ah-woo, the sound was milky, it sounded like a cassette, not only did not let the brothers and sisters stop , but made them laugh...

Hello!You little bastards are too much!

Timmy, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly stood up unhappily.

Without saying a word, he ran towards the group of cubs, his mane fluttering in the wind, his tail raised up, his mouth opened, his fangs bared, and he roared!

The little lion ran away in fright.

They are all afraid of male lions. It may be the tradition of male lions killing their cubs, which has engraved a certain rule of 'stay away from big male lions and keep safe' in their genes. Therefore, after Timmy came over, they would immediately panic and roll away. Run away with a crawl.

Seeing them run away, Timmy didn't bother to chase them.

He stopped, and took back the limp little cub that had been twirling around and staring at stars, and carefully placed it between his two front paws.

Then, he lay down on the grass again, staring at the little cub with interest, and gently pawed it with his front paws. The little cub that had just stood still immediately rolled around again...

"Fun!" Timmy said contentedly.

He happily monopolizes this fluffy yellow ball toy.

In the Bison and Lion Pride, all toys, Timmy Lion King has the priority to use, without exception

He rarely kindly licked the grass clippings off the cub's fur, and happily named this new little toy Yellow Ball.