The old wolf returned to its den in a daze, while the little gray wolf had already crawled out of the grassy nest and was asleep in the middle of the den.
It was probably in the middle of the night that the little guy realized the old wolf was not there. He was anxious, but he remembered the old wolf's instructions and dared not howl and attract danger. So he waited for the old wolf in the middle of the acupoint.
The returning old wolf was unexpectedly silent. It looked at the little gray wolf's small body, its cloudy eyes filled with helplessness. Gradually, its gaze became firm again.
The snowflakes in the forest continued to dance wildly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, like graceful fairies enjoying the beauty of heaven and earth.
As dawn broke once more, the old wolf awoke to the licking of the little gray wolf. The little gray wolf's pale yellow eyes were changing, from a light blue to a deeper brownish-yellow, indicating that the little gray wolf was growing and was a healthy wolf capable of growing up.
However, last night, the wolf pack refused to adopt the healthy cub this winter.
Thinking of this, the old wolf's heart sank slightly. Although it had prepared itself before setting off, it still couldn't help feeling sad. But it knew the plight of the wolf pack. Even the young wolves in the pack might be abandoned, let alone those outside.
While wolf packs have a responsibility to raise orphaned wolf cubs, this obligation does not extend to the entire wolf pack.
Last night, the mother wolf's refusal was clear, and the old wolf had no reason to deceive himself any longer.
Perhaps the mother wolf felt that the little gray wolf was too young to survive the winter, or perhaps there were already enough cubs of that age in the pack, and they did not want to add to the burden of raising an abandoned cub with an uncertain future. But whatever the reason, the little gray wolf, rejected by the pack, seemed to have nowhere else to go, and its only chance of survival fell back on the shoulders of the old wolf.
"Awooo~~" The little wolf snuggled affectionately to the old wolf, and then expressed its need to eat.
The old wolf's eyes darkened slightly. It had gone to the wolf pack for help last night not because it didn't want to raise the cub, but because it knew that it was in dire straits and food was the most difficult hurdle for both it and the little gray wolf.
"Awooo." The old wolf comforted the little gray wolf, indicating that he was going out to find prey and that the little gray wolf should wait for him to return.
The little gray wolf was used to this, and obediently turned around and went back to the depths of the cave, lying on the grass, his innocent eyes revealing a sensible look.
The old wolf spends a long time out every day. It deliberately changes its hunting time, trying to avoid the night to avoid encountering fierce beasts. After all, its strength has declined too much. Even though it is terribly emaciated, it is still a good meal for hungry predators.
The old wolf slowly crawled out of the cave, carefully concealing the entrance as always, and then quietly headed towards the forest.
But this time, before the old wolf even entered the rich area of the forest, a figure blocked its path.
A large, grey-furred she-wolf stood amidst the snow-white landscape, a bloodied and mangled wild boar leg dangling from her mouth. Her cold, deep eyes gave the old wolf a long, intense look before she swiftly turned and left.
The old wolf looked at the mother wolf's figure, then at the wild boar leg left not far away, and his eyes warmed slightly.
It is a wolf, it doesn't shed tears, but its heart, which was cold and desperate last night, suddenly came alive at this moment.
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Spring arrives quietly after the last snowfall. The birdsong becomes joyful, animal tracks increase, and the primeval forest becomes serene and gentle. The spring sunshine warms the earth and slowly touches the frozen forest.
"Awooo." With a soft, ancient wolf howl, a small gray wolf emerged from the cave entrance, where most of the ice and snow had melted. It let out a joyful howl, its satisfaction evident in its delight.
The old wolf put down the rabbit it had caught and gestured for the little wolf to come and kill it.
This is the old wolf training the cub. The three-month-old gray wolf cub is healthy and lively enough, but because of the winter, the old wolf does not take the cub out to play. Usually, the cub only wanders around the cave entrance.
Now that spring has arrived and the temperature is warming up, the old wolf can safely let his cubs out to see the world. Of course, the skills they need to learn have also been put on the agenda.
The old wolf has already begun teaching the cubs how to kill prey. The hunting skills are still a bit beyond the cubs' grasp, so the key is for them to learn how to use their claws and teeth.
Wolf pups without the protection of a pack must grow up quickly and learn hunting skills as soon as possible in order to survive in the long run.
The little gray wolf had no hesitation in killing its prey. It tentatively opened its mouth and began to tear and bite at the rabbit. Finally, under the guidance of the old wolf, it successfully killed the unfortunate and ravaged rabbit.
The old wolf looked on with satisfaction. The little gray wolf had survived the cold winter and the dangerous cub stage. It had succeeded. Through its own efforts and the occasional help from its mother wolf, it had survived until the arrival of spring.
At this moment, the old wolf felt as if it had accomplished a great mission, which filled it with a sense of fulfillment and exhilaration, an unparalleled feeling of accomplishment.
At three months old, the wolf cub begins to lose its baby teeth. After losing its baby teeth, the wolf cub will have stronger and sharper teeth. At this time, it begins to roam the forest with the old wolf, searching for and catching small and medium-sized prey.
After a wolf cub's teeth fall out, they appear to be slightly longer than its baby teeth, and they continue to grow larger. Just like its sharp teeth, the wolf cub's hunting skills grow rapidly and steadily.
Time flies, and summer arrives in the blink of an eye. The wolf pack left the forest during the transition from spring to summer. As everything comes back to life in spring, it's easy to see the problem: the prey in this forest have consumed too much and their reproduction rate can't keep up. They must find a more suitable place to live before winter.
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