Days passed by, and as temperatures rose, the forest climate became increasingly warm, sweeping away the bitter cold of winter when temperatures dropped to tens of degrees below zero.
The snow has almost completely melted, and various plants are thriving under the nourishment of the snowmelt and the sunshine.
As winter departs and spring arrives, animals such as Siberian tigers, sables, and minks shed their thick fur coats and begin to travel light, preparing for the approaching summer.
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Lin Qian and Qiong, experiencing "changing clothes" for the first time, licked the fallen hair off their bodies every day with annoyance.
The barbs on its tongue acted like a comb, gathering the shed hairs into clumps of fluffy tiger fur. Lin Qian tossed the fur beside him, and it shimmered softly in the sunlight, looking incredibly supple.
The chipmunk hugged its big tail and scratched the tip of its tail a couple of times.
Squeak, why doesn't the mouse have so much fur?
The chipmunk tilted its fluffy little head, gazing thoughtfully at the two brothers' furry balls.
However, after thinking for a short while, the little guy's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Squeak!" King Tiger! Give the fluffy stuff to the mouse!
Lin Qian stuck out her slightly sour tongue and generously gave away the fur ball, while Yong Qi also generously gave away his own tiger fur ball.
The chipmunk gathered up the ball of fur and went to find the three big cats to collect tiger fur.
The tiger mom looked at herself losing several times more fur than in previous years with a sense of helplessness. Winter was too cold, and as the temperature plummeted, her fur kept growing thicker and thicker.
Now, trouble has arisen.
The tiger father was powerless to help. He wanted to lick his wife's fur, but he was the biggest tiger in the family and didn't even have the energy to take care of his own fur.
The tiger parents found the chipmunk's behavior of collecting tiger fur a little strange, but they didn't ask any questions and generously gave it all to the chipmunk.
Tiger Dad got impatient licking, shook himself off, and scurried into the pool.
Wash and soak it; it's refreshing and helps remove hair—a win-win situation.
Seeing this, Tiger Mom also ran towards the pond. As the temperature warmed up, she became increasingly eager for coolness.
That's why it's been sleeping next to the tigress lately, instead of squeezing in with Lin Qianliang's cubs.
The cubs have grown up and no longer need its protection; it wants to cuddle its cool little sister and fall asleep!
Therefore, the poor tiger dad had to sleep outside, since the cave couldn't hold three tigers.
Even without the harsh winds and snow, Tiger Dad still prefers to sleep on the grass, a habit he's developed over a long period.
Although the temperature has warmed up, the stepmother's den is still lined with soft and clean animal hides. The great white tiger with ice attributes has its own cooling system to regulate the temperature, so it is not afraid of the cold or heat.
The chipmunk took its mother's fluffy white tiger fur into its hands and happily wagged its tail as it ran away.
Chipmunks naturally grow thicker fur in the cold winter, but their fur doesn't shed as quickly as tigers', so they shed relatively little.
"Squeak~" Tiger King~
Lin Qian watched the chipmunk return, staring into the little guy's big, watery eyes, and after two seconds, he understood.
"Aww." Go find a piece of wood and bring it back; I'll teach you how to make something new later.
Chipmunk is a little genius at learning and a craft fanatic. Lin Qian knew without a doubt that the little guy wanted to use the tiger fur to make things. He really doesn't let any material go to waste.
However, this is also good, as all three tigers in the family are level three spirit beasts, and their fur is extremely resilient and soft. It would be a waste not to collect them.
The chipmunk was quick; it returned in just a few minutes carrying a thick branch.
Lin Qian grabbed a tree branch, gathered his spiritual power into the tip of a claw, and began to "cut".
The chipmunk watched intently, and when it saw Lin Qian make a move, it knew that he was going to create a new object.
The mouse should learn!
Lin Qian didn't make any complicated items; he just wanted to get a comb to groom his fur.
Yes, that's right, it's that practical!
Making a comb is not difficult. Lin Qian's claws are incredibly sharp. With proper control of his strength, he quickly carved out a finely textured comb.
"Awooo." Take it and help me groom my fur.
Lin Qian demonstrated with the freshly made comb, and then let the chipmunk do it.
With subordinates at his beck and call, he'd still slack off. As for Tiger Hair, he hadn't figured out what he could do with it yet; he'd let the chipmunk keep it for now.
The chipmunks had been itching to try it out, and seeing Lin Qian's demonstration, they immediately took the comb and gently tried it on the tiger's body.
A few minutes later, the colorful little tiger was fast asleep, while a fluffy chipmunk stood on its back, skillfully and smoothly stroking the tiger's fur with a wooden comb almost as big as itself.
Each time the chipmunk combs its fur, a small tuft of tiger hair accumulates on the fine teeth. Once the hair has accumulated enough, the chipmunk skillfully extends its paw to pluck it off and carefully stores it in its spatial storage.
Seeing how much his brother was enjoying himself, Yongqi immediately went into the woods and found a piece of wood, wanting to make something like his brother's that would allow him to be lazy.
Courage is good at hands-on work, but after watching Lin Qian's production process once, he still doesn't quite get it right when he tries to do it himself.
It took several pieces of wood for Yongqi to barely make a comb, but it was much rougher than the one Lin Qian made.
The gaps between the comb teeth vary in size, and the size and shape of the combs are also quite strange.
After the chipmunk finished grooming Lin Qian, it nimbly ran to Yong Qi. It didn't change its comb; any mouse could tell that the one in its hand was still the best!
Courage doesn't mind; it just wants to be lazy.
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