In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

"Be careful, stay away from those dead tree trunks," the squirrel clasped tightly on top of Rick's head, "it's probably a swamp crocodile's camouflage."

As soon as the words fell, a sunken sand pit suddenly appeared in the swamp, cutting the passing otter group into two parts, and four or five otters who couldn't dodge in time fell into the pit without even making a sound.

Rick, who happened to witness all this in the distance, was so frightened that his tail exploded, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but took a few steps back: "Oh?!"

Why do sand traps suddenly appear in the swamp?This is too dangerous!

"Swamp trap, the racial talent of the swamp crocodile," Ali said at the right time, "Don't worry, this skill is limited, and it will only work when you are around the swamp crocodile. Just stay away from those dead tree trunks."

Rick swallowed dryly, his hairy ears were softly attached to the side of his face, and he stepped forward cautiously.

He was vigilant, and he was no longer as casual as before. Even when he saw a pair of swans walking swaggeringly in the middle of the swamp, he did not rush forward to catch them. Instead, he quickened his pace and quickly walked across the swamp back to the rocky ground.

"It should be here!" As soon as he walked out of the swamp, Ali became excited, jumped from the top of Rick's head to the top of the bushes with a swoosh, and waved his paws in the air, "Let's look for velvet fruit!"

Rick nodded cooperatively, and looked around: "So what does the velvet fruit look like?"

The squirrel was taken aback.

"Clumping or creeping, red or—" After asking halfway, A Li lost his voice. Rick looked at him suspiciously, and saw the squirrel looking around with its tail in its arms, every squirrel hair was filled with guilt.

Rick's mouth twitched slightly.

He squatted down, rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his paws, and said again in disbelief: "You don't know what a velvet fruit looks like, do you?"

An awkward silence.The squirrel nodded timidly.

The two were relatively silent. After a long while, Ali the squirrel suggested weakly: "How about we try all the nearby fruits?"

Even without second thought, it's a bad idea.Both Rick and Ali understand the dire consequences that may result from eating fruits with unknown effects.

"Let's see if there are other things nearby that can be collected or hunted." Rick smiled helplessly, stood up and motioned Ali to return to his head, "Then ask the chestnut squirrel you know about the appearance of the velvet fruit, We’ll have time to find it again.”

Ah Li rubbed her tail fur anxiously.After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice: "I have already left the chestnut squirrel group."

Rick paused, realizing that Ali meant that he could no longer communicate with other chestnut squirrels, so he couldn't help but raise his paws upwards, rubbing the squirrel balls that were hanging down above his head.

The movement is not gentle, but it is effective enough as a comfort.

"Then let's find it by ourselves!" Rick jumped high on the spot, and jumped to the low birch tree next to him, "Catch the aborigines in the mossy swamp, they must know which velvet fruit is! "

"Yeah!" Ali broke away from the depressed mood, rubbed his eyes, and cheered up again, "Look there! That white one seems to be a feathered swan!"

Rick stood on the branch, tiptoed looking forward, and really saw a white mass not far away, hidden among the bushes and rocks, like a cloud that fell accidentally from the sky.

It was a single swan.

"It's a feathered swan."

"The racial talent of feathered swans is falling feathers. When their feathers fall off, they will become very sharp weapons. Even elephants will be cut through their skin," Ali said, "but feathered swans are very beautiful and cannot bear even a single feather. drop, most feathered swans would rather die than use the racial talent."

"And the feather swan family loves beauty very much, and they are very jealous. Once two same-sex feather swans meet, they will fight over who is more beautiful. Therefore, feather swans often live alone."

"It's all right?" Rick complained in shock, "Living alone, loving beauty, and would rather die than use racial talent, it's lucky that the feathered swan race can survive."

Ali couldn't wait to pull the fox's ears: "Then we are lucky to meet the feather swan! This is the first time I have really seen the feather swan. It must be delicious if it is so beautiful!"

Rick groaned excitedly, jumped off the branch and rushed forward.

……

After a while.

"Aww, it hurts! Run!"

In the background sound of the angry swans quacking, a fox and a mouse ran away desperately.

Rick's head was pecked off with a large tuft of long hair, and the tip of Ali's tail was even half bald. The two cubs burrowed into the crevice of the rock at the same time, and slipped through the winding stone to the dense bushes on the opposite side. Only then did he get rid of the swan that was chasing after him.

"So that's why Feather Swan has survived until now without using racial talents." Rick covered his face with his paws.

Ah Li had tears in her eyes, and hugged her tail distressedly: "Because he is powerful enough, woo woo woo."

Looking at each other, they all saw the frustration in each other's eyes.Rick sighed and poked the squirrel's pitiful tail with the tip of his claws: "I only pulled off a small piece, and it should grow well in winter. Well, let's choose a lower difficulty next time."

The squirrel nodded, climbed out along the rocks, jumped to the crooked-neck tree next to it, scouted for a while, and then turned back: "There is no danger outside, uh, but—"

Rick listened nervously.

The squirrel took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "But I don't seem to know where we are now."

Rick: "..."

First it was velvet fruit, then it was feather swan, and now it was lost. He began to seriously consider whether he and Ali had squeezed the green caterpillar too hard recently, which led to the feedback of evil force.

……

As the sun sets, dusk is approaching, and the mottled rocks and dwarf trees are stained with a layer of light gold.The temperature in the forest gradually dropped, and the large beasts who had been resting lazily during the day also regained their energy.Walking into the forest with the darkness of night is a creepy danger.

The fox with a squirrel on its head shuttles between the stone crevices and bushes, with its fluffy tail tucked between its legs, and its eyes are alert.The paw pads kick lightly and land silently.

"Where is this place?" Ali stood on top of Rick's head, jumping up and down anxiously, "How do I go back, I have never heard of this place!"

After running aimlessly for most of the day, he still couldn't find his way home. The only thing he got was catching a stuffed leg rabbit halfway. Rick was also a little anxious, and the smell of predators in the air exacerbated his anxiety. .

Seeing that Ah Li still had no clue about this place, he simply stopped walking around, chose a tall and lush tree nearby, got to the root of the big tree, popped out the tip of his claws and dug the soil frantically, and soon dug out enough soil to accommodate the two of them pit.

"You know how to dig a hole!" Ali praised in surprise, jumped into the hole, nestled comfortably between Rick's furry paws and chin.

Rick drilled deep into the pit, and pulled some weeds and branches to block the top, leaving only a small hole enough to observe the outside situation.Hearing the squirrel's praise, he laughed: "I used to dig holes to avoid danger every night."

If he hadn't learned the skill of digging pits without a teacher, and also knew how to cover the hiding place tightly, as a weak cub who has no resistance except spitting fireballs, Rick would have become a not-so-rich dinner for some ferocious beast .

The two whispered for a while, then dared not talk any more, for fear that a beast with keen hearing would follow the sound.Rick curled himself into a ball, hugged the chestnut squirrel, which was also balled into fur balls, and quietly closed his eyes.

The pit was narrow and damp, exuding the musty smell of dead branches and rotten leaves. Once or twice a beast roar came, and the two little animals hurriedly pricked up their ears, and did not dare to continue sleeping until they confirmed that there was no danger nearby.

The more at this time, the more I miss the restful and peaceful night's sleep in the tree hole.

Rick was bumpy for several months after crossing, and Ali also experienced a difficult life of wandering after being abandoned by the race. Both foxes and squirrels are accustomed to this life of digging holes, climbing trees and sleeping, but after having a warm tree house Going from extravagance to frugality again is always quite depressing.

Rick was half dreaming and half awake all night, and he never dared to fall asleep. When a gleam of light appeared above the pit and the sky finally became bright, he finally put his nervous heart back into his stomach, and raised his claws to wake up Ali on his chest. , was about to speak, when a short but heavy "creak" sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

The sound of footsteps accidentally stepping on a dry branch appeared just at the edge of the two potholes where they lived. Rick involuntarily retracted his claws in shock, and the squirrel in his palm made a "pop" sound.

Rick quickly loosened his claws, covered the squirrel's mouth, his body tensed up in an attacking posture, staring at the hole in the dirt, ready to go.

a long time.

Nothing happened.

The vertical tail slowly drooped, Rick heaved a sigh of relief, and tentatively took two steps forward, allowing the squirrel to step on his head and climb up a few steps, revealing a not-so-remarkable squirrel between the branches, leaves and vines as a cover head.

The squirrel turned its head to the left in a circle, and observed the situation outside with its eyes. It fell on the towering trees above its head, froze suddenly, and then shrank back.

"Yes, yes," the squirrel, who hid in the fox's tail with lightning speed, was shocked, and took a long time to finish his words, "There are snakes! Silver-ringed vipers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another growl, accompanied by rumbling footsteps like drumsticks, even the hole dug by Rick was shaken to half, and the foxes and squirrels who were looking up ate their mouths full of dirt.

Rick coughed in embarrassment, and retreated into the pit with a disheveled face. Ali hugged his ears with four paws to prevent him from falling, and said in a low voice and quickly: "I just saw that silver-ringed viper wrapped around a little bear. Listen The movement outside may be that the cub's mother is coming."

The giant bear roared and crashed, and unfortunately, the pit in the center of the battlefield was hit. The entrance of the cave was trampled by the mother bear, and the interior had collapsed so that there was no place for the fox to stay.Rick gritted his teeth and used all four claws to quickly dig up.

"Remember, run out as soon as you go out, they are fighting, they can't take care of us!"