brother wolf

I have several siblings, yet I only really care about one.

When I opened my eyes for the first time, relying on the dim light that only came through the entrance of the cave, I saw three warm bodies tightly next to me, two of them closed their eyes, fighting each other, as if Comparing what's going on.

To compete without even opening eyes, such is the life of wolves.

Only the white cub sleeping in the innermost place lay there motionless, as if dead.

I quietly crawled over and pushed it with my paws, it snorted softly, and its pink nose twitched.

It's still alive, but not far from death.

I licked its fur and crawled back to the belly of the female wolf.

Another day later, the other two cubs also opened their eyes, only the smallest, white cub remained unchanged, it was too weak to even have the strength to look for the mother wolf, and only occasionally let out a little dismay. A willing, inaudible voice.

I hesitated for a long time, and finally crawled over, pushed her under the body of the female wolf with my paws, and squeezed away the two cubs who refused to give up their territory. They were not as strong as me and couldn't fight me. He whimpered and hid aside.

I looked at the cub whose eyes were still open, bumping its head around, and finally found the target, which was eagerly eating.

I leaned over gently, and it seemed to feel my breath, and moved to the side secretly, I pressed it tightly, and it moved to the side again, and went back and forth several times, it whined aggrieved Twice, I buried my head between the paws, and I leaned over to lick its white soft fur, filled with a kind of heartfelt happiness.

I think, I like myself as the youngest brother.

I call myself its protector and am proud of it.

It is so weak that it is difficult to fight for food on its own, and it is often dying of hunger, so I have to snatch food from other cubs or save my own food for it.

At first I thought it was a very weak guy, but soon, I found out that I was wrong.

It gradually grew up, as if eager to grow up and become stronger, it refused my protection, stood up firmly by its own strength, and scrambled for its own share of food.

It is very smart, and I always feel that its black eyes are full of emotions that I cannot understand, which is completely different from the other two cubs.

I always pay attention to its every move. Its white fur is very conspicuous. Because of this, the female wolf does not pay much attention to it, because it is too difficult for white wolves to survive on the grassland.

I find it hard to take my eyes off it.

The grassland after a light rain, the green grass leaves are full of rain.

We gathered not far from the entrance of the cave, looking at this strange and novel world. The female wolf was not in the den. I couldn't bear it anymore and eagerly wanted to know everything outside.

I stretched out my two front paws and poked out the hole. There didn't seem to be any abnormal reaction outside, which made me even more excited.

When the female wolf was here, she never allowed us to go out of the cave. She always used stern growling and rough tearing to warn us to obey the rules.

But all the attractions outside are too great.

I carefully climbed out of half of my body, the wind blew past, and the grass outside was full of bright flowers.

I even saw a rabbit jumping around not far away, which made me so excited that I completely ignored the consequences of annoying the female wolf, ran out, and chased after the rabbit.

Then I heard a whining sound behind me.

I turned around and saw that the little white wolf followed me out of the cave and was stumbling after me. I looked at the rabbit and then at the little white wolf who couldn't even walk well. After a while, in the end, he turned his head back.

I ran back to the little white wolf and licked its fur. It shook its head and walked back slowly, looking back at me while walking.

I knew it wanted me to go back to the cave with it. Looking at its firm eyes, I gave up my plan to hunt the rabbit and followed it obediently.

When I got to the entrance of the cave, I saw that the other two cubs were not to be outdone, standing at the entrance of the cave, chasing and biting each other and playing.

I bared my teeth and threatened them, they stopped chasing, looked outside for a while, and crawled back to the cave.

After the female wolf came back, she didn’t know how to find out that we ran out secretly. She was furious and punished us severely. The little white wolf who was imprisoned by me lay there obediently, and the female wolf bit her without hesitation. took a bite of it.

I threw myself on it, blocking the bite of the female wolf, and licking its wound. It glanced at me and closed its eyes, as if exhausted.

This unexpected episode did not stop our curiosity, and soon the she-wolf found that she could no longer let us stay in the cave honestly.

It began to take the initiative to let us get out of the cave and get in touch with the outside world.

It trains us to distinguish between various situations, to recognize various enemies and prey, and to learn hunting skills. For us, all these are full of novelty and excitement, and of course there are dangers everywhere.

The female wolf lets us play on the grass, but we don't have many opportunities to play, because the female wolf does not have much time to accompany us, and the food it brings is getting less and less. We must grow up as soon as possible, otherwise, sooner or later will be in danger.

We tend to wrestle, partly to strengthen our relationship, but partly because it is our nature to assert ourselves in this way.

I became the leader of course.

I jumped over and proudly walked around beside the little white wolf. It glanced at me lazily and licked my nose. This was the first time it approached me proactively.

It made me happy to roll on the ground and crush a wild flower.

What was I thinking at the time?

Now I don't remember much, I just remember that all I had in my heart was that white cub.

Its weak, stubborn and strong appearance makes me feel that this brother is enough to be my partner.

After we lost the female wolf, we began to depend on each other. On the grassland full of dangers, we used our endurance, wisdom and strategy to survive.

Never-ending foraging, bouts with big game and how they fight back, tough neighbors, fierce rivals like hyenas and lions, lots of conflict and danger.

We met all challenges.

However, the emotion from childhood has not retreated in the slightest.

As time went by, it got deeper and deeper, and I couldn't tell whether I regarded Seles as a brother, or something else.

As we grew up, we thought that life on the grassland would not be so worrying all the time, but we didn't expect to encounter those human hunters.

Sometimes, I hate it, and sometimes, I am sincerely grateful.

Because that's what got me thinking, thinking about things I'd never thought about before.

Like the possessive feelings I have for my brother.

Until one day, I had a wonderful dream.

In that dream, Seles was under me, he looked very attractive, his smell drove me crazy, when I woke up, everything began to change.

I understand that those emotions and actions are all because of love.

This story begins at a young age and ends in reality.Just like the changing of the seasons - naturally, without the slightest defect.