brother wolf

The boss's injury is not serious. If he is on the grassland, relying on the strong vitality of wild animals and applying herbs, he can recover in a very short time, but under the current situation, the speed of recovery is greatly delayed.

There are fierce fighting performances every morning, and there is always not enough food to replenish his strength. The boss appeared in danger several times in the Colosseum, and narrowly escaped by relying on the cover and support of the wolves , The Black Wolf King and I put most of our attention on the boss, and if the situation is not right, we will rush over to support him immediately.

This kind of overprotection did not get the understanding and support of the boss. He always looked at us sullenly and strongly opposed our attempts to stand in front of him.

Although this uncooperative attitude disappeared under the threat of my low roar every time, but deep in its dark brown eyes, I still saw discouragement and unwillingness.

I shook my head, the boss's arrogant self-esteem did not allow me to be in a vulnerable position of being protected.

But now is definitely not the time to be brave and willful. I don't want it to die in this Colosseum.So I can only try to comfort it, such as smoothing its fur when it is awkward, licking its face, and rubbing its neck.

Today's audience is still gradually increasing.

I saw that noble boy blushing, watching us run out of the underground waiting room excitedly, when he saw the boss's injured front leg, his face turned pale again, and when the boss was in danger, he let out a low voice. There was a scream, and then as if realizing something, he quickly covered his mouth, looked left and right, and stared at the Colosseum intently.

I looked at the opponent who also ran out, my face was very bad, it turned out to be a pack of wolves.

The pack of wolves was about the same number as ours. The leader was a gray and black robust male wolf, and his partner, a brown and gray female wolf, was slightly smaller than him.

The two packs of wolves stared at each other.

There was an eerie silence in the arena, a scene we had never imagined, we had never met our kind in the Colosseum.

The wolves on the opposite side are also hesitating, wondering if they should attack. They are already used to this daily routine, and they may be observing our strength.

The keen sense of the wolves told them that this battle was inevitable.

The long confrontation in the Colosseum finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the humans in the auditorium, and they shouted and cursed, "Attack, attack!" "What's going on, explain, explain quickly." "If it doesn't start again, then Just refund the ticket!"

The noise became louder and louder, which also aroused the restlessness of some members of the wolf pack. They walked around restlessly, looking nervously at their opponents not far away.

At this time, a sheep was driven into the Colosseum.

The balance is upset by shameless temptation.

A melee may begin with a bump or a nip by a member of two packs.

Since it is inevitable, let's fight!

"Ow—"

A group of long growls resounded throughout the Colosseum, and the wolves began their attack with rhythmic howls.

In fact, this kind of head-to-head fighting is not what wolves are best at. What wolves are best at is concealed ambushes and long-term pursuits. As far as direct solo fighting is concerned, there are many animals on the grassland that can kill us. , but as far as sly warfare and group warfare are concerned, we can fight any group.

But facing wolves with the same habits and knowing each other well, some strategies are not applicable.

That wolf was very experienced, and it saw the position of the boss in the pack, so it locked its target on the boss and the black wolf king from the very beginning.

The situation suddenly got a little out of control.

The boss, whose injuries are still not fully healed, is stretched a bit by the fierce offensive, and the opponent in front of me is also very strong. In this case, I can only act anxiously.

The male wolf's mate teamed up with a very young wolf to lay siege to the boss.

The boss dodged left and right, and quickly escaped several attacks.

Suddenly, an accident happened, a cunning female wolf rushed towards him, and the boss dodged in embarrassment. This action interrupted his plan to jump up, and the bloody maw of the female wolf was close in front of him. .

I howled angrily, frantically pushed back the male wolf who was entangled in front of me, turned around, and planned to rescue the boss, regardless of whether the male wolf behind me would sneak attack or not.

But to my surprise, the third child who had been forced to scurry all over the field, and finally ignored by his opponents for the time being, appeared. He whimpered and used his body as a weapon to bump into him. The female wolf's body was crushed by it. Missed.

This stagnation made the boss take a breather, he rolled on the ground and stood up.

It's safe now.

The boss is definitely not a passive wolf all the time, it is smart, cunning and very scheming, and will seize every fleeting opportunity in the hunting process.This is its natural instinct superior to other wolves.

Taking advantage of the interruption of the female wolf's attack, before it had time to adjust for a second or two, it had already pounced on it.

With a miserable howl, a piece of flesh was torn off the female wolf's neck by the boss.

I turned around and began to concentrate on dealing with my opponent.

The boss no longer needs my help, the overall situation has been settled, and according to my understanding of the boss, it will win the final victory, even if it will cause some wounds.

This melee lasted a long time.

But it's time to end. The king-to-king battle between the black wolf king and the head wolf finally came to an end. The gray-black head wolf's body was stepped on by the black wolf king. It let out a long howl, and all the wolves stopped. down.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the opponent's pack of wolves silently surrounded the head wolf, and the female wolf whimpered and licked its wound.

Victory and defeat.

This time, we didn't enjoy the prey, but gathered around the black wolf king and the boss, looking at the sad wolf pack on the opposite side.

When the rabbit dies, the fox is sad and hurts its kind.

Scattered voices sounded from the auditorium, and some people shouted again, wanting to continue the fight until all one side was killed, while some raised their hands, which was an action to allow both sides to survive.

I walked up to the third child, licked its fur, and then looked at the eldest brother who had two shallow wounds on his body and was bleeding bright red blood. He stood there proudly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sensing me watching it, it ran over, wagging its tail, rubbed against me, and licked the blood on my white fur.

After this day, the boss never refused our temporary protection again, and would even take the initiative to give in and ask for help when there were situations that he could not cope with.

I know, this is that it finally understands the cruelty of reality, and also understands my painstaking efforts.

I want it to live, and it wants to live for me, or for itself.

The owner of the Colosseum, Bert, pays special attention to the fighting performances of wolves. Every morning, he will visit the scene to watch the bloody battles in the Colosseum. He usually patrols in front of the cage, looking gloomyly at the wolves in the cage, his eyes flickering and weird.

I noticed that his gaze had been looking at the smaller cubs in the pack, especially the third, who was ugly and thinner.

I had an ominous premonition in my heart. The third child seemed to have sensed his malice, and hid in the pack of wolves shyly. I slowly stood up, stood in front of the third child, and looked at Bert calmly.

Once or twice, he seemed to finally realize my purpose.

The third child's performance in the Colosseum is not outstanding, it is relatively timid, and its personality is relatively soft. It is not because it is pushed to the limit that it will not reveal the bloody and cruel side unique to wolves. There are many dangers in the Colosseum, the only thing that reassures me is that its escape technique is well practiced.

I don't think there is anything wrong with this. Humans have their own different personalities, and animals are the same. Although they are timid, they are never afraid of trouble. Although they are timid, they are tenacious and forbearing.

Maybe because it is my brother, so my evaluation is inevitably a bit biased, I like it.

I can guess exactly what Burt thinks. If Burt wants to train a strong pack of wolves, he will inevitably think of eliminating the weak members of the wolf pack and adding strong adult wolves, but I will never allow it. Burt made a move to clean it out of the pack.

The wolves will not give up the old, weak, sick and disabled in the group, they will always try their best to take care of them, and will remember to leave some meat.

I don't know if the boss and the black wolf king are aware of this, or if they just saw my behavior, although they felt inexplicable, but out of trust in me, they also automatically stood by my side.

The boss just looked at me, and occasionally glanced at the owner of the Colosseum who was still standing in front of the fence, while the Black Wolf King was more direct, provocatively and directly looking at Bert, I have no doubt that if there is no Blocked by this fence, even if the Black Wolf King just ate a delicious warthog, he would kill the man in front of him without hesitation and eat his flesh and blood.

Tiger Nuya next door has been very leisurely these days.

That vampire Burt actually gave it a few days off, and provided enough meat to allow the exhausted tiger to regain its strength after just a few days of recuperation.

There were even specialized doctors who prescribed medicine for it, and its wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bright yellow fur mixed with black stripes that was messy and frizzy began to smooth and shine, and the clean nature of felines finally returned, and it began to pick and choose dirty rooms.

But what made me speechless the most was that this guy actually started to take the time to observe us. He saw me and other wolves running around in a cage that was wider than him, exercising our bodies and hunting skills, and growling from time to time.

The deafening roar always caused a panic in the wolf pack and disrupted our rhythm.

When it glared at it, it would lie lazily by the railing and look at you with disdain.

I know, it stays alone in the cage, lonely, bored, and empty, but it can't always find fault, right?

Considering that it is a tiger, I gave up my plan to communicate with it. It is already very difficult to communicate with a golden retriever lion, let alone a tiger that is cross-species and cross-region.

Here, time passes very slowly, and the sunrise and sunset on the prairie always make me feel like the passage of time.