brother wolf

In the early morning, the Black Wolf King stood on the rock facing the rising sun, inspecting his territory for the last time, his black fur gleaming in the sunlight.

After the wolves gathered, it jumped down nimbly and led the wolves to start the migration.

The wolves silently followed behind it, and the cubs were protected among the wolves.

The boss and I did not follow them, but explored the way ahead. After saving the leader of the elephant herd yesterday, we established a good relationship with the elephant herd, so we plan to act together with the largest animal on the grassland. Get the best protection with their cover and power.

This may be the greatest spectacle on the prairie.

Lions, wolves, and elephants marched side by side, and under the threat of a common enemy, a reconciliation was reached.

I named the leader of the female elephant "Big Man", and her son was called "Little Man".

This name is very simple, I know I don't have the talent to pick names, and I can only comfort myself that the name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it is called, as long as there is a code name, and besides, they don't know and don't mind what I call them in my heart .

The big man stretched out his nose and rolled up the little golden-haired lion, and put it on his broad back. The little golden-haired lion was obviously terrified, and lay there stupidly, not daring to move for a long time. Limbs and limbs, looking around, when I saw me and the golden-haired lion not far away, I screamed happily, which shocked me, because I was afraid that it would fall off the back of the elephant excitedly, it was so high, and it was very likely Being stepped on by the big man's thick legs, he quickly yelled at it to appease him.

The little golden retriever probably also realized that he is not allowed to play casually in his current position, and his paws are firmly attached to the "big man". There are still a few cubs in the lion pride, and they stayed where they were with the lioness who was unwilling to leave , I watched them gradually disappear into the woods.

There is no sad atmosphere in the parting on the grassland. The parting of life and death is staged all the time. We do our best for every moment now, so there will be no regrets and reluctance when parting.

Elephants are leading the way. They are used to migration and will automatically look for traces of rainwater. There are abundant aquatic plants and sweet fruits, as well as a large number of animals that live in grass.

For nearly a month, we wandered around the prairie. From north to south, I saw many scenery that I had never seen before.

Looking around, there are dizzying animals, lush grass, woods, and flowers everywhere. Baobab trees like castles stand on the vast grasslands. Everywhere they meet, people are happy and colorful. Insects that swoop down on land to prey on venomous snakes.

Where there is water, there will be many animals gathered around, and we can have a full meal at that time, but in order not to stimulate the elephant herd, we will avoid them from hunting.

I lay under a big tree not far from the puddle to enjoy the shade.

This is a rest point on the way, and the sun is shining brightly at noon. In this case, even a wolf with amazing endurance can't bear it, so it can only stop and rest.

The little golden retriever was lying there in a daze, and he had been tossing so hard these days that he couldn't play and run freely while lying on the elephant's back, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Although a lioness feeds it every day, due to the excessive consumption of food and physical strength during the migration, the lioness does not have enough milk, and it can only drink half full at most.

The little golden retriever quickly lost its vitality. Even if it was put down, it didn't have the strength to play around, so it could only lean against me step by step and start to doze off.

I don't feel good.

Even after running so far on the prairie, I still have a sense of crisis all the time. This sense of crisis makes me very dissatisfied with the slow speed of the group. They spend a lot of time every day looking for food to maintain the needs of their huge bodies .

But the Golden Retriever Lion and the Black Wolf King didn't listen to my advice, they left the elephant herd and moved freely.

The fur of the third child, which had managed to grow relatively smooth, became dirty and messy again during the continuous month of migration. The gray one, even the ribs are clearly visible, and only a pair of eyes are left in the whole body.

The black wolf king didn't know what he was thinking, and began to allow a female wolf who had just grown up to approach, maybe they were planning to cultivate their relationship now, in order to prepare for reproduction after the dry season.

The third child hates the intimate behavior between the female wolf and the black wolf king. From time to time, he growls at the female wolf and acts like defending his own treasure. Guard behind yourself.

The female wolf did not dare to blatantly attack the third child. The other members of the pack knew that the third child was protected by me and the boss, and the black wolf king was very tolerant towards us. They had to consider the consequences of reckless actions.

I think the third child will be tragic sooner or later if things go on like this. Among human beings, homosexuality only accounts for about 5.00% to [-]% of the population, and part of this is due to feelings or other reasons, rather than being completely powerless against the opposite sex. Homosexuality, in animals, the proportion will be even lower.

I was shocked to meet the golden retriever lion who was interested in me, and I think it is impossible to encounter the same thing in such a small circle.

But I always believe that this is just the puberty of the third child-wolves can also use this kind of words to describe this special period, right? —— the confusion, just pass it, it will love each other with a little female wolf, and then give birth to a litter of little wolf cubs.

During the weary migration, my hunch was confirmed.

The two wolves who went out to investigate today have not come back. This has never been the case. There are no large carnivores nearby that can threaten them. I can smell the dangerous smell in the air.

This made me think about whether to get rid of the wolves. The grassland is very vast, and the wolves are scattered, which is more conducive to concealment and hiding. Now such a vigorous route, the elephants looted the surrounding vegetation, left feces, trampled The shaking of the ground can be felt by other creatures more than ten miles away, and experienced hunters can easily find us.

But when I was hesitating, the disappearance of the third child left me with no choice.

The third child disappeared when he was out looking for the two missing wolves with a male wolf. Four wolves lost contact in a row, which made the wolves restless.

I walked back and forth in a bush—this was the chosen resting place—and looked at the distant horizon from time to time, but the thin figure of the third child never appeared there.

The ominous premonition made my blood vessels throb.

I decided not to wait any longer.

When he threw the little golden retriever who was following me to the "big man" not far away, the black wolf king came over.

After more than a month of migration, it looked a little tired, but its aura became more and more majestic in the confrontation with the lions. We had a short communication with the special language.

Wolves do not abandon their companions.

Running on the grassland, passing the branches of the trees, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled our whole body, even though we knew that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, we had no fear at all.

We marched lightly along the scent left by the third child, no longer avoiding, but attacking!

Wolves have a very good habit of leaving a special smell in the place they pass in order to confirm their territory and return home.We finally found one of the wolves, but its carcass.

A few vultures stood on its corpse, and the life that was alive and kicking half a day ago began to return to the embrace of nature. We circled it a few times as a sacrifice, and then left the place to continue looking for other companions who might survive.

It wasn't long before we found a human camp.

When I saw them, my pupils shrank unconsciously. This was very different from the group of people we met at the beginning. At first glance, that group of people looked like a mob, but now this group of people is in order. The weapons are also sharper, these people should be the army.

They set up camp around a tent, and the patrolling people staggered past, looking at the surrounding jungle vigilantly, and whenever there was any movement, groups of three or four would stab the grass with shields, spears and sharp swords.

Humans actually sent troops to the grasslands to hunt, why?

There is a huge cage in the middle of the camp. I saw the few missing wolves trapped in it growling agitatedly. They were indeed caught. Luckily, what I saw was not their wolf fur and wolves. Spike.

The third child was also among them, and it lay silently on the side. Suddenly, as if it had discovered something, it stood up abruptly, looked at us, and raised its head and let out a long howl.

I saw a bloody tear on its waist and abdomen. It was not big, but it was shocking enough. The third child was injured.

Of the four missing wolves, only two remained in that cage, and one of them was injured.

This cry is warning us, let us get out of here, it found us.

I signaled the boss and the black wolf king to leave for the time being, we must have a long-term plan.

We quietly followed this army, looking for opportunities to take advantage of.

They didn't seem to be in a hurry, they just followed the large elephant herd in front of them unhurriedly, and occasionally encountered some lonely ones, and tried their best to catch them alive.

Of course, if their lives are threatened, they will strike without hesitation, and beasts on the prairie have never had the habit of being caught without a fight, and there must be a life-and-death struggle, so along the way, we saw many corpses of beasts, They flayed the valuable pelts, ate some of the meat, and discarded the rest on the road.

A horde of scavengers followed them.

The beasts caught by them were more or less wounded and imprisoned in cages dying. People in the army would treat them with lesser injuries, while those with more serious injuries were left to fend for themselves.

The army seems to be fine as long as these wild animals are alive, and does not provide food. Only occasionally, they will throw some bits and pieces of meat into the cage, and then watch the scrambling beasts booing.

The third child was originally relatively thin, and could not grab any food at all. Seeing that he was hungry, he lost a lot of weight, but he was in good spirits, his head was always raised, and he was observing everything around him intently. I knew he was looking for us. The shadow, and I am convinced, can sense that we are not far away.

Without enough food to supplement nutrition, most of the seriously injured beasts died soon due to wound infection, and the corpses were picked out and thrown outside the camp.

In fact, I don't know whether they died because of wound infection, or they were willing to give up their lives because they were not free or would rather die.

If they had suffered this kind of injury in the wilderness, they would have recovered and survived, but in this cage, they all died without exception.

The smell of blood and rancidity permeated the entire camp.