Before leaving, the mother wolf came to see the old wolf and the little gray wolf. She wanted the little gray wolf to join the pack and leave with them, but the little gray wolf refused. It didn't understand the help the mother wolf was giving it; it only knew that the old wolf was its only kin.
The old wolf was very angry about this. It howled, roared, and chased after the little gray wolf, but the little gray wolf remained unmoved and even felt aggrieved.
The once-naive wolf cub had grown up. It resolutely stayed, unwilling to leave the old wolf. However, the wolf pack would not accept the old wolf, nor would it slow down its pace for the old wolf. The mother wolf understood and accepted the little gray wolf's persistence. There has always been a strong emotional bond among the members of the wolf pack. Since the little gray wolf chose to stay, the mother wolf never came back.
The old wolf watched helplessly as its pack left the forest, watching its former companions move to a new place to live. But it would not leave; it had grown up on this land, and it would eventually return to this land.
But it worried about the little gray wolf's situation. It was already very old and not far from death. Now that the pack had left, what would become of the little gray wolf...?
The six-month-old gray wolf cub has developed the ability to catch small prey. It is very talented in hunting and is also very strong. Recently, the cub has caught more prey than the old wolf.
Of course, even so, they often go hungry, since the harvest of small animals can never compare with that of medium and large animals.
The old wolf was very pleased and satisfied with the little gray wolf's growth, but he still couldn't help but worry.
Wolves do exist in some places, and some wolves leave their packs after reaching adulthood to roam around until they meet another single female, then form a new pack and reproduce.
This survival mode of wild wolves is that of lone wolves, a stage that most alpha wolves inevitably go through. After leaving the pack, lone wolves do not find a territory to guard and wait for mates to come to them; they simply continue to wander. Lone wolves will undertake long journeys, and wandering 1,000 kilometers is nothing unusual for them.
The old wolf knew all this, but he didn't want the little gray wolf to go through such a difficult journey. The alpha wolf was glorious and majestic in the pack, but the hardships it had endured were far greater than those of the wolves living under the protection of the pack.
The little gray wolf was unaware of the old wolf's worries. It worked hard every day to hunt, striving to support itself and the old wolf.
The old wolf's physical strength is getting worse and worse. Now it can only pose a threat to small animals like rabbits. Even when it encounters a strong roe deer, the old wolf seems powerless.
The little gray wolf could see that the old wolf was getting weak, so it worked even harder and became even more diligent. It studied the skills the old wolf taught it, as well as its experience in survival and hunting, and put them into practice.
The wolf cub, who spends the whole day hunting, is undoubtedly active. Fortunately, there are no more large and dangerous beasts in this forest. The forest's herbivores are not cooperating, and even the only wolf pack has retreated. Ferocious beasts such as Amur leopards and tigers have left long ago for survival. No beast would stay in a barren forest where there is not enough to eat.
Unconsciously, the danger to the young wolf and the old wolf was greatly reduced, and the old and the weak lived peacefully and smoothly until late summer.
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During the hottest part of summer, rainfall in the forest is always unpredictable, and a heavy downpour is often hard to foresee.
After a heavy rain last night, the temporarily peaceful ditch was flooded, leaving the little gray wolf and the old wolf with no choice but to find a new 'home'.
An old man and a child walked down the damp forest belt. As the wild grass under their feet gradually increased and the trees became thinner, a rocky beach soon came into view.
The reeds took root in the mud on the riverbank, swaying with the rushing flood waves. The turbid waves rolled and surged in the river, the sound of the water was so loud that it seemed to be the roar of the mountains and rivers.
The old wolf walked to the bank and carefully drank water on the rocky beach. Waves of river water were washed ashore, wetting the wolf's paws. The little gray wolf also stood only in the shallow part of the rocky beach. It knew that the once clear river was no longer gentle and would not foolishly add to the power of nature.
After drinking the water, they continued along the forest along the riverbank. Before they knew it, the bright sunlight disappeared through the gaps in the leaves, and the once blue sky was once again covered by clusters of dark clouds. The temperature was stifling and unusually hot, and dragonflies and birds flew erratically at low altitudes. Clearly, another downpour was about to arrive.
The little gray wolves looked at the sky and became anxious; they desperately needed a place to take shelter from the rain.
Its body was naturally not afraid of getting rained on once or twice, but the old wolf's health was deteriorating. After being caught in the rain a couple of days ago, it became increasingly listless. This sickly appearance was rarely seen in wild animals with strong vitality and super resistance to germs. It felt a little uneasy.
The old wolf looked at the gray wolf, who was quickening his pace, and knew the other's worries, but he was powerless to persuade him. Only the turbidity in his eyes grew more and more wet as the raindrops fell.
After brewing for a while, the rain finally poured down, with large raindrops pattering on the ground, hitting birds and insects, and knocking down small leaves and branches.
The little gray wolf led the old wolf to hide under a big tree. The tree trunk was sturdy and good, but the sparse leaves let in all the sunlight, let alone keep out the rain.
The sound of rain pattering incessantly filled the air. The downpour had only just begun, and the two wolves, one large and one small, were already soaked to the bone.
The half-grown gray wolf stood up, its still-not-so-strong body trying to shield the old wolf from the falling raindrops, but to no avail.
Looking at the stubborn gray wolf still standing beside him, shielding him from the rain, the old wolf felt a warmth in his heart, but his body couldn't help feeling colder and colder. A sense of weariness kept rising within him, and his eyes closed slightly, his eyelids barely able to stay open, only managing to open a small slit.
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