brother wolf

When in a coma, one loses perception of the passage of time, maybe for a long time, maybe just for a moment.

I feel that there is something warm that is always by my side. Occasionally, I will lose this warmth. Whenever this time, I will unconsciously fall into a deeper darkness until the warmth comes back to wake me up.

The sunlight was a bit harsh, so I squinted my eyes slightly, looking at a ray of light sunlight that leaked in from the roof of the cave. Under me, there was a simple but comfortable nest, with thick leaves on it, and a tree on the top. A layer of clematis—a dry, limp climbing plant—and some tangled, blood-stained fur.

I moved my body slightly, lowered my head, and looked at the hideous wound, which was smeared with some green juice indiscriminately. I had a wolf face. Could it be that the boss also found the wound we used on the grassland here? herb?Or, did it find something similar in taste?This is very doubtful.

I wait for it to come back.

The boss didn't keep me waiting for long. When I fell into a coma again, I heard its familiar footsteps.

It quickly jumped down from the cave and ran to me, looking at me with ecstasy in its warm dark brown eyes, the joy was so great that the boss didn’t know how to hold himself, and it stood firmly not far from me place, unable to move for a long time.

It didn't come out of that disbelief until I woke it up with a low whimper.

It tentatively licked my face, I closed my eyes, and remembered that on the grassland, I once woke up from a coma, and the first thing I saw was the boss lying beside me, gently licking it with his tongue. Licking the wound on my front leg.

The scene at this time is no different from that time.

I heard the boss whimpering anxiously beside me. When he saw that I closed my eyes, he became anxious again.

I weakly opened my eyes, comforted it, let me sleep, when I wake up again, everything will be fine, I licked the silver fluff under its neck.

I promise you, I will wake up for all of this.

The boss came back with half a frozen duiker in his mouth.

I can see that this is not the prey it caught, because the little antelope does not have a big bite wound on its body, and the stiffness of the little antelope also tells me that this is not just killed. If my guess is correct, This duiker should have been the product of the avalanche.

The boss tore off the frozen meat and fed it to me little by little, as if I had returned to the scene of being fed by the boss when I was a child.

The eating process lasted for a long time, because I had to chew and swallow very slowly and carefully so as not to hurt my wound.

After the difficult meal, I lay down panting. I watched the boss tilt his head and thought for a while, then jumped out of the cave and looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what it wanted to do.

When I saw the boss in wolf form, I had no idea that it already had human intelligence, so when I saw the boss come back with a snowball in his mouth, I was a little surprised.

Maybe it's not that I didn't think of it, but that I selectively ignored it.

It crushed the snowball and pushed it to my mouth.

Is this meant to make me eat it, to keep me hydrated?

Chewing on these icy snowballs, I have to be grateful that I am now an animal that has long been used to living in the wild.

The boss lay next to me, his furry body leaned over, the very familiar temperature, suitable and warm, it gently fiddled with my body with its paws, turned me over slightly, and licked around my wound very carefully, The green unknown juice was also licked off by it indifferently.

It is treating my wound with the most primitive method taught by the female wolf.

On the third day, the powerful vitality of wild animals played a role again, and I was finally able to walk out of the cave tremblingly.

I stood halfway up the mountain, not far from the tree line, and in front of my eyes was a scene of the tragedy of the rest of my life.

It was definitely the most amazing sight I have ever seen in my life.

The strong avalanche caused a devastating blow to the forest on this side. The impact of the powerful force of nature peeled off the bark of all these trees, and the snow covered everything in sight at a speed of 240 kilometers per hour. Everything was wiped out—the trees were smashed to pieces by the falling snow, as if a human being had snapped a twig lightly.

I watched everything in front of me silently, and the boss stood beside me, as if he didn't have any feelings about this amazing thing.

I don't know how we survived this avalanche, or how the boss got me out and got me to safety, and I don't know if he did it in wolf form or human form , I can't query it.

Sometimes I also wonder if it would be better to simply tell it that my soul used to be a human being, but the awkwardness and unspeakable psychology of not being able to speak make me avoid all this.

—If I cannot become a man, then let me live as a mere wolf.

By the time I was finally able to move around, we had been stuck on the mountain for several days. I don’t know if the golden retriever who was waiting for the news started jumping in a hurry. With his impatient character, he might have already come to the snow mountain to search for our traces. , I don't believe he will choose to abandon this plan.

We start to descend.

The boss skillfully opened the way ahead. Thinking of the little antelope, he could guess that it was not the first time it went down the mountain. In order to find food in the cold snow mountain, it must have searched many places.

Jumping over the fallen pine tree with its trunk cracked, the soil was lifted up, covering the thick snow on the ground, and the whole place looked white and black, very messy.

We walked carefully on the road, paying attention to the movement around us. When we arrived at this place, we should not only be careful of the attack of the surviving hungry beasts, but also worry about the hunting of human hunters.

But when I saw the huge monster in front of me, I couldn't help but let out a moan of despair.

God doesn't wait to play us like this, it's that brown bear again!

Although it looks very bad now, with wounds all over its body, the fur in some places is turned up, and thick fat can be seen underneath, but it is precisely because of these wounds that it is now more ferocious.

It was probably rare to see a living creature in this forest that had been hit by an avalanche, and it rushed towards it with bright eyes.

The astonishing roar sounded, and the boss immediately entered the fighting state, but as the wounded, I could only watch from the sidelines, and had to be very careful to avoid the attack of the brown bear, so that the boss didn't have to be distracted to take care of me, and I carefully watched by the side. Watching, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of.

The boss stared at the wound on the brown bear with a clear goal, and it rushed over, biting the fat and flesh in the exposed wound fiercely.

The severe pain caused the brown bear to raise its head to the sky and let out a loud roar, then threw the boss into mid-air with a violent swipe.

The battle is not evenly matched.

In normal times, we will never easily provoke creatures like bears. Usually, their temperaments are quite peaceful. Of course, this excludes female bears with cubs. Most of the cubs are in the ferocious female bear They will be safe under protection. Their biggest enemy is the male bear. In order to allow the female bear to enter the mating period again, the male bear will take the initiative to kill the bear cubs. In fact, about [-] to [-]% of the bear cubs are killed. In the hands of the male bear.

The boss adopted the method of swimming and dodging the sharp claws of the brown bear with the flexibility of his body.

It is still too reluctant for a wolf to deal with a bear. First of all, the size gap is even bigger.

I looked at the scene in front of me worriedly, but when I saw a golden shadow appear, I was more than half relaxed.

The Golden Retriever is here.

The boss also noticed the arrival of the golden retriever lion, and it continued to circle the brown bear, creating opportunities for the golden retriever who was slowly approaching here.

Nearly.

The golden lion's majestic body jumped up, biting deeply into the brown bear's neck, the boss also took this opportunity, stretched out his sharp claws and ruthlessly tore open the biggest wound on the brown bear, blood spattered out.

The male lion's attack method is always so straightforward, especially when attacking large animals, it habitually attacks the back half of the prey, destroying the nerves near the prey's spine, causing the prey to be paralyzed, and it also likes to jump on the back of the prey, using its own The weight overwhelms the prey and the heavier the male the more effective this attack is, which is no problem for the Golden Retriever, I have never seen a stronger male on the grasslands.

The brown bear fell to the ground, covered with bruises, half from the avalanche, half from the battle just now, the fatal wound was on the neck, and blood was gurgling out.

The golden retriever stood on top of the brown bear, shaking its thick golden mane. It looked very cold, and there was a package tied to its back. It sneezed and shook its head, looking very upset.

It ran over, looked at the wound on my body, rubbed me carefully, and licked my fur.

Then, I saw it fell to the ground, trembling violently, the long golden mane was retracted in a short time, the wheat-colored skin was wrapped around the slender and flexible flesh, and the golden hair turned into a human .

Every time I see the process of transformation, I feel that the world is really wonderful.The brain educated by materialism cannot imagine the principle at all.

The golden retriever stood up, naked without any care, but I don't think he has the majesty of the king of the grassland at this time - he is very afraid of the cold, and is hurriedly putting on the wrapped robe.

While putting on his clothes, the golden retriever said, "Fortunately, I came in time. Hey, gray wolf, change back quickly, they are coming soon."

They probably mean the soldiers who came with him to find us.

Even though Ignatius gave them names, the golden retriever and the boss are still not used to calling each other by these names. Most of the time, they default to the person they are talking to. When no one is around, they call each other "grey wolf" and "lion" call.

The boss walked over unhurriedly, and I watched it slowly transform into a human form, with silver-gray hair resting on its white shoulders.

He put on the robe brought by Golden Retriever, "The way has been found." He whispered to Golden Retriever.

The golden retriever stretched out his hands towards me rascally, smiling brightly, "Hey, White Wolf, do you need me to carry you down the mountain?"

As soon as my face turned dark, I immediately turned my head away from looking at that face. I noticed a soft sound beside me, and walked over gently. The boss and Jin Mao followed behind me.

I saw a brown ball hiding in a shallow hole formed by a fallen tree and the ground. I was carefully poking my head out to look around. When I saw me, I immediately retracted my head. The hole was too shallow. , pouted buttocks exposed.

The brown bear was a mother bear with only her cub, and it was difficult for the cub to survive alone.

I looked at it hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

The golden retriever approached it with interest, and picked up the cub by the neck. Judging from its size, it should be a cub that was just born, and it was still suckling.

I'm really not interested in the cubs, but the mother bear's dead body is next to it, the shelter of the cubs we killed, from an animal point of view, it's natural selection, nature makes us fight each other, the winner In order to survive, if I don’t directly kill the cub, it’s only because I’m full, and from a human point of view, I must have a certain degree of obligation and responsibility for this cub.

I sighed, looked at the boss and Jin Mao, the boss didn't care, Jin Mao shrugged his shoulders, "Well, since we met, I'll take you with me."

The majesty of the "King of the Prairie" made the bear cub a little uneasy. It kept struggling in the golden retriever's hands. Looking at its pitiful appearance, I thought it should be rescued from the golden retriever's hands, but considering my current situation In such a situation, he could only helplessly look at the little bear cub.

Follow-up soldiers arrived shortly after.

They looked at the huge brown bear corpse on the ground in amazement, and looked at the boss and the golden retriever with admiration. The golden retriever threw the cub in his hand to one of the soldiers and asked him to take good care of it. I looked at the poor little bear Screaming bear cub.

It paddled its limbs trying to break free from the shackles of the soldiers, and looked at the female bear lying on the ground. I don't know if it understood this kind of life and death.

There are such dramas in nature all the time, how persistent a mother bear is when she is looking for food, how desperate she is to protect her cubs, and when she loses her cubs, she feels more cruel. Maybe that’s it. It allows you to experience opposites more deeply, twins.

We went down the mountain in no time.

At the foot of the mountain, I spent the last page of this snow mountain.

The bonfire was lit, the smell of barbecue came, the soldiers were talking and laughing softly, and the bear cub was chained beside me and curled up into a ball.

The boss threw the cedar branches into the boiling water and soaked them well, then put the bowl in front of me. I lowered my head and drank this traditional snowy drink, and a green and astringent taste rushed straight to my throat.

There are still more severe situations to face. The left-behind Gelts are not easy to deal with. The warlike desire they have cultivated since they were babies is enough to make men and women wield swords. If If this is not the case, then the conquest of more than 100 years ago will not be abandoned halfway.

The best way to deal with such a nation is to civilize them, and use civilization to fade their wildness.