daily life of wild animals

After eating food, even the smell of rot, now has an extremely sweet taste, filling the extremely shriveled stomach, Mo Xu felt a trace of strength overflowing from the internal organs, and the light in his eyes became more and more obvious, slowly A little bit of anger slowly rose, and even the limbs regained some strength.

The promised pupils are dimmed, and he is about to die?

"...Get out!" Even Mo Xu, who was indifferent, didn't want to accept such ambiguous words. He was just waiting to die, and didn't need the pity of other... dogs.

Without further ado, Bai Ying opened the dog's mouth with one paw, poured some food into the dog, and then elegantly licked off the food residue from the corner of his lips. After giving the foreign wild dog a cold look, he turned around leave.

Mo Xu: "..."

He began to wonder if he chose the wrong place to wait for his death. Seeing that both the yellow dog and the black dog had no doubt about it, even after seeing himself eating the food, there was a hint of relief in his eyes. Mo Xu felt that this place should not be stayed for a long time, even if he didn't want to waste his energy With this body, it might be cleaner if you stay away.

The black dog who had eaten lunch didn't feel much full. When he was resting on the ground, he accidentally found that the mixed-haired dog seemed to want to leave the area of ​​the garbage dump. The other party lay down for a while after Bai Ying left. Then he stood up on his own, shaking the shaggy fur on his body, with his tail drooping, and he walked quietly, heading towards the entrance of the alley. He couldn't help turning his head and asked his companions asked, "Is it planning to go outside?"

A trace of doubt also flashed across the eyes of the yellow dog, "I am afraid that with such a body, it will collapse after a short walk. The weather is so cold, and once it gets sick, it can't be cured."

This is common sense among wild dogs. The black dog nodded deeply, wanting to remind the foreign wild dog that it has no common sense in life. In winter, it should huddle together to keep warm.

Mo Xu took a light step, tried his best to save his energy and walked out, thinking in his heart that it would be a little bit farther away, the kindness of the white-haired beast is because he has no plans for the future, that's all.Although becoming a dog after death and needing to die again is already a test of one's will, but looking peacefully at the tranquil sky and feeling the free and full breath is already the last gift of life, and he doesn't ask for anything.

When Mo Xu approached the entrance of the alley, Bai Ying threw the foreign wild dog down from behind, bit the fur around his neck, and brought it back in his mouth. After throwing the mixed-haired dog into the shed, he stood aside with a natural expression Get down on the ground, squint your eyes and look at each other coldly.

Mo Xu let out a low growl, warning and expressing his intentions, "I want to get out of here."

"No." Bai Ying's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was not sloppy, and he vetoed it.

"Why?" Mo Xu's paws scratched the ground, and he lowered his body, looking as if he was about to make an impact. He thought to himself that he was in the right posture.

Bai Ying put his chin on the ground in silence, his pointed ears shook casually, and his white hair fluttered softly in the air. Among the wild dogs, his face can be called very heroic, which is enough to make many female dogs obsessed , it glanced at the angry mutt, and said calmly, "We need manpower."

In the division of power among wild dogs, the number of groups is a very important base.

The yellow dog and the black dog looked at each other. What Bai Ying said was right, but the original intention was not limited to that.They are very happy to accept this foreign wild dog that has saved Bai Ying's life. When they were not familiar with it before, although they were very resistant and vigilant, they could also see that the other party did not have any ill intentions, and in such a severe winter, being alone Often means death.

The corners of Mo Xu's lips twitched, "...not interested." After finishing speaking, he raised his legs and walked outside the shed. At this time, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the icy chill began to pervade the air. in the air.

The little milk dog huddled among a group of puppies to keep warm, and its small head was always watching the movements of the same dog. It didn't understand why the foreign wild dog wanted to go out in the rain.

Shirai Shadow stretched out his front paws, and held down the tail of the rogue dog that was hanging behind.