Fortunately, the animals in the forest don't care about the appearance of food. In their simple and pure minds, any food that can be eaten is good food.
As a result, this small persimmon grove did not have the appearance of rotting fruit all over the ground. Most of the fruit had long been devoured by the animals, with only a very few persimmons left behind and buried in the dry fallen leaves.
Of course, these overlooked fruits won't just quietly turn into waste.
As the weather gets colder, the animals will tirelessly come here again and again to search for food.
When winter comes, those that hibernate will hibernate, and those that don't will find a hole to huddle together for warmth and to resist the cold.
"Rustling..."
The sound of falling leaves is light and airy.
Tiger Dad sniffed the breeze, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He stretched out his thick tail and gently brushed the cub's back.
Lin Qian instantly understood; they had made a discovery!
The little tiger immediately sniffed the surroundings, trying to discern the situation.
Tigers have an exceptionally keen sense of smell; an adult tiger can detect scents from up to 15 kilometers away.
The father and son, now transformed, are clearly more sensitive, their sense of smell far exceeding that of a normal tiger. Lin Qian's sense of smell has already reached fifteen kilometers, while the tiger father's sense of smell has now reached thirty kilometers.
The two, one big and one small, slowed their pace. Their two deep eyes, gleaming with a faint light, seemed to pierce through the trees before them, scanning everything ahead and searching for the source of the scent.
The tiger's paw landed on the ground, nimbly and skillfully avoiding the rustling leaves.
Walking silently through the dim forest, the two tiger tails of different sizes moved in perfect unison, avoiding the dry branches.
Its tail seemed to have eyes, and it was able to accurately avoid all the dead branches it encountered, without coming into contact with any plants that were just bare branches along the way.
The two tigers, one large and one small, moved with a tacit understanding, as if they were ghosts, without making the slightest move.
Soon, the father and son spotted their target! It was a beautiful sika deer, hiding its body in the withered bushes, carefully using its hooves to pry up fallen leaves and branches, searching for the fruit that had been left behind and buried.
Lin Qian was a little disappointed that he only had one prey, as he couldn't bring it home with him.
He was starving after walking for most of the night, not to mention Tiger Dad; this sika deer was definitely going to end up in their bellies.
Unaware of the approaching danger, the sika deer was cautiously searching the ground, eating the fruit hidden underneath.
Its two ears turned in different directions, constantly watching for any movement around it. Although it was focused on finding food, it did not forget to be vigilant about its surroundings.
With almost every bite, the sika deer would raise its head and glance around.
Those wet eyes looked timid and pitiful, as if they would run away at the slightest sign of trouble.
This sika deer is nearly two meters long and about 1.67 meters tall at the shoulder. Its increased size would have made it a giant deer before.
Lin Qian's eyes shone brighter as he looked at the sika deer. This animal was very cute, had lots of meat and tasted good, and wasn't very fast, making it a perfect prey.
Tiger Dad licked his lips, his gaze towards the sika deer cold and greedy; he had already been hungry.
Having found its target, Tiger Dad naturally wouldn't waste any time. Skillfully and quietly approaching, the tiger circled behind the sika deer and swiftly pounced.
The tiger's mouth opened fiercely, and with a crisp "crack," the sika deer fell to the ground, panting weakly with its mouth open.
It was completely unaware that death had come so suddenly; it didn't even have time to turn around, let alone have a chance to struggle.
Lin Qian ran over the moment he saw the sika deer being pounced on.
The little tiger rubbed against the big tiger's leg; the tiger father's decisive and agile movements were truly powerful and domineering!
"Roar." Little one, learn well from Daddy, and you'll get meat to eat.
The tiger father growled gently, clearly enjoying taking his cubs out hunting.
It's not just because you can feel the cub's longing and admiration for you, but also because it can encourage the cub to take the initiative to get close to you.
Lin Qian let out a soft "ah" to indicate that he understood.
In order to live a good life where he can eat meat every day, he will study hunting diligently.
The tiger father rubbed its little head contentedly, then with a swift swipe of its claws, the sika deer's flesh was slicing open with its incredibly sharp claws.
Tiger Dad rolled up the deer heart and liver and swallowed them, leaving the rest of the internal organs aside and ignoring them.
Lin Qian suddenly felt that perhaps he should tone it down a bit?
Look at this family of tigers, they've all become picky eaters because of him, though I'm secretly thinking it won't affect his meat consumption.
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