The fox cubs are now about two months old. They run around, play, and learn hunting techniques from their mothers or fathers. As a result, several foxes are practicing headstands.

Several loud bangs.

A few popping sounds.

Xu Qiaoqiao watched from the side, feeling a dull ache in her skull.

This is a preparatory lesson in learning to hunt. Every Arctic fox cub is destined to perish, or you'll end up being the one eating for free in the fox pack.

Xu Qiaoqiao felt guilty whenever she thought about it. Although she could eat berries, she wasn't one to eat rice!

But the thought of doing a headstand made her hesitate.

The foxes all have names, but they don't pay much attention to their ranking. Xu Qiaoqiao is the most outstanding one, and without exception, all her brothers and sisters dote on her.

This favor meant that she was relegated to the very bottom of the birth order.

They always called her "little sister".

"Giggle." Little sister, why aren't you practicing?

Suddenly, a fox cub with a lot of mixed fur came over, squatted down in front of Xu Qiaoqiao, and called out a few times.

They didn't know the concept of being lazy; they were just wondering why their younger sister wasn't playing with them.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked up, blinked her gray-blue eyes. She couldn't very well say that she was being lazy and didn't want to practice, could she? She glanced at the somewhat dim sunlight, then called out to him, "Brother, I'm a little hungry."

Oh, I was hungry. No wonder I didn't feel like moving.

The understanding fox brother said he understood, after all, he must feel very uncomfortable if he felt hungry.

"Gah gah gah..." Well then, little sister, you should rest well.

As he spoke, the big fox went over and kissed Xu Qiaoqiao's ear, giving it a tender little nibble, before going back to practice.

He needs to practice hard to become an independent Arctic fox.