Jiuying resolutely pushed away its claws, making its stance clear.
Seeing that Huo Hu was still relentless, Jiu Ying's face darkened, and she pinched Huo Hu's ear: "Disobedient? Do you know that I might go crazy at any time? If you go up the mountain with me, I might die one day."
"Roar!" The fire tiger roared, its claws slapping Jiuying's face. It probably wanted to cover Jiuying's mouth, but accidentally used too much force.
Jiuying didn't take it seriously. She removed its paw, wiped her face, and said seriously, "What I said is true. Only Shen Miao can cure my illness. You don't want me to die like this, do you?"
"Roar!" The big tiger shook its head vigorously.
Jiuying's expression softened for a moment. "Now you know what to do. Go back up the mountain and don't come down again."
Fire Tiger walked away with its tail drooping, looking back every few steps. Seeing that Jiu Ying never said anything to stop it, it left sadly.
Jiuying refused to look at Huohu earlier, but after Huohu walked away, he couldn't help but run to the door and keep watching the fiery red figure go.
Until the last trace of Fire Tiger disappeared into the mountains and forests.
Jiuying suddenly seemed to have lost something very important. He was the one who drove Huohu away, but now it was he who was feeling lost.
“It has returned to where it belongs, a place more suitable for it than the tribe,” Shen Miao said as she walked over.
Jiuying forced a smile and said, "I know, I'm just a little reluctant to part with it."
Shen Miao patted his shoulder: "If you miss it in the future, you can go to the mountains to see it anytime. You know where it lives, don't you?"
Shen Miao had never owned a pet, but she understood this feeling. In modern times, she had seen many people who were devastated when their pets went missing, and even paid high prices to get them back.
If you put yourself in the shoes of the pet owner, you can probably understand why, although the pet's size is indeed a bit too large.
"Mother, you chased the big tiger away!"
Seeing that the danger had passed, the little ones ran out of the house one by one.
Shen Miao smiled and said, "It wasn't Mother who chased it away. That tiger was Uncle Jiuying's friend, and Uncle Jiuying let it go back."
"Wow." The children looked at Jiuying in amazement. Uncle Jiuying is amazing. He can actually be friends with a tiger.
The children wanted to go up and ask Jiuying for experience, but Shen Miao stopped them.
Shen Miao put a finger to her lips and whispered, "Shh, Uncle Jiuying is having a hard time right now, let's not disturb him."
"Okay, okay." The children obediently followed Shen Miao away.
For several days in a row, Jiuying was listless and didn't even want to go into the mountains and forests, fearing that he would encounter the Fire Tiger. Shen Miao saw this but didn't say anything to him.
There are some things he has to figure out for himself.
...
The little snow wolf has gradually grown up and can no longer hide its hunting instincts; it always wants to run away.
Shenmiao was afraid that it would hurt other beastmen if it went outside, so she usually didn't allow it to run away.
Recently, there have been a lot of things going on at home, and Shen Miao couldn't take care of the little snow wolf, so it wandered up the mountain by itself.
Even though it's still a cub, it can already hunt.
Once inside the mountains, the little snow wolf acted as if it were on its own turf, running wild with abandon. But it was too small, and the wild animals weren't afraid of it at all.
Only when the little snow wolf pounced fiercely would it symbolically dip its paws in the water. After this happened several times, the little snow wolf became angry.
It vowed to catch prey to prove its status as a little snow wolf!
A pheasant swaggered past the little snow wolf, who pounced but missed.
It was furious. It turned around and glared fiercely at the pheasant standing in the thicket of thorns, as if it were laughing at the pheasant. It was going to pluck its colorful feathers to make a coat for Little Four Treasures!
"Cluck, cluck," the pheasant sang, completely ignoring the raging little snow wolf, and disappeared from the little snow wolf's sight.
The little snow wolf chased, and the pheasant flew away, specifically choosing to fly into the thorn bushes that the little snow wolf couldn't enter, and soon disappeared from sight.
Only the little snow wolf remained, standing there wearily, filled with impotent rage, digging furiously at the ground with its claws, and soon a hole was dug in the ground.
The little snow wolf was saddened by the loss of the pheasant, but quickly rallied. This small difficulty could not defeat the little snow wolf.
After all, it's a little wolf destined to become the Snow Wolf King!
The little snow wolf continued searching for other prey, but unfortunately, no other prey appeared in this area, not even the pheasant it disliked so much.
The persistent little snow wolf refused to give up, but it had been in the mountains for a long time without catching any prey, and its stomach was growling with hunger.
A little wolf cub, its back view weathered, roams through the dense forest.
Thud, something fell from the tree.
The little snow wolf looked over alertly, then leaped into the air like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, attacking whatever it was, regardless of what it was.
After pouncing, the little snow wolf looked down.
Under its claws, a thin, bony little bird was pinned down, barely bigger than the orc's finger. The bird was being pressed down by the little snow wolf's claws until it was about to vomit blood, but it didn't dare to struggle and was trembling.
The snow wolf's dominance over birds stems from its bloodline.
Therefore, the fat bird didn't even dare to struggle and just accepted its fate.
The little snow wolf happily lowered its head and caught the bird. It had caught its prey, and its owner would surely be very happy. Perhaps that evening, the owner would give it a few extra pieces of meat as an extra meal.
They went home happily, and the little snow wolf put the bird in its beak in front of Chen Miao, proudly raised its head, and looked smug, as if to say: Praise me, come and praise me.
Shen Miao looked at the half-dead little bird, then at the little snow wolf with its fur standing on end, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Anyone who didn't know better would think the little snow wolf had brought back a bear.
As a result, he ended up in this state and only managed to bring back a tiny bird with hardly any meat on it.
"Praise me! Praise me!" Little Snow Wolf waited and waited, but no praise came, and he became a little anxious.
Shen Miao rubbed its head: "You've been out for most of the day, haven't you eaten anything? Are you hungry? Do you want some meat?"
Upon hearing this, the little snow wolf almost drooled, and its stomach growled in response.
Shen Miao chuckled and shook her head.
So it was still a chick, and it even went hungry on the trip up the mountain, but it endured the hunger and brought the baby bird back, which is commendable.
Shen Miao brought over two pieces of meat and let the little snow wolf eat them.
She picked up the little bird with disdain, intending to throw it away. But there was no way she could bother with the trouble; it was barely any meat.
Anyway, we don't need a bite or two at home.
The little snow wolf was eating meat when it alertly raised its head, pounced, and grabbed Shen Miao's arm.
What are you going to do?
Little Snow Wolf's paws pressed down on Shen Miaoyao's hand, preventing her from throwing the little bird away.
After a moment's thought, Shen Miao understood and smiled, saying, "You won't let me lose it?"
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