Wolf Story 2: The Scream behind the light

I know that behind the ray of light is the world outside. The world is full of unknown for me, and I am full of deep desires for those unknown. I believe that the world will be better than this dark and humid cave-it must be bright and colorful. However, I also have more reason to believe that behind those bright and colorful scenes, there will surely be even more tragic lives. Only a strong enough creature can survive there, where all the weak and cowardly creatures will be eliminated.

Time passes by one day, but I have not made time false. With my milk, I got stronger every day. At last one day I used my still weak limbs to support my still weak body and walked to the bright hole. My desire for a new world is far beyond my fear of the unknown. I believe that I can survive in the wolf nest, and I can survive in the wolf nest!

I use my limbs to move my body a little bit. It's getting closer and closer, and my nose can clearly smell a fresh smell. The hole seems to shine more and more, and the light is approaching me a little bit. I can see the bright blue sky clearly through the hole! Forward --!

For the first time in my life, I stretched my head out of the dark and wet cave. Everything is dazzling. Through those strong lights, I saw the sun! I saw a large blue sky, and the white clouds that were leisurely under the sky. I saw the green grass and the colorful flowers. Everything in the world suddenly exists in front of me.

The green and green grass bent heavily under the sun's poison and climbed dozens of bloodstains from their teeth on the grass. There is a tall wolf in the Wolf group. It is the leader of our group. Obviously, it is the strongest among the entire Wolf group. It is the core and spiritual leader of the entire Wolf group. It has the highest prestige in this wolf group. The eyes that flow out of its pupil despise everything, And the teeth that are spent on its lips are unstoppable. Its strong limbs seem to support all the burdens, and its flesh-and-blood drive seems to be stronger than steel. Its look is different. Every gesture of it looks awesome. It is like a statue.

I can feel a kind of power from its body, which fascinated me and made me feel depressed. It seems that everything in the world has become very small under its cold view, and it cannot be knocked down by powerful forces.

Make full effort to scream

I have done my best to scream at the Wolf groups on the ground. I want to use my cry to attract their attention to me and declare my presence. However, my efforts were futile. None of them turned around and looked at me. The most polite thing was to shake my ears. I know that I am not strong enough. My voice is only noise in their ears, not opinions that must be respected.

But my younger siblings heard my shouting, and they stumbled behind my ass and climbed out of the dark and wet cave.

After hearing the sound of my child, the cubs of other female wolves climbed out of other holes. There were dozens of them wearing black or gray skins, as soon as he climbed out of the cave, he shouted to the sky with the largest voice. They use their voices to swear their own existence, and use their voices to compare their power. I use my actions to show my strength-I use my body with a little shake to throw each of them, shouting, until they stop shouting and bow their heads to me. Compared to the adult wolf, I lack strength and speed, but I want to establish my absolute prestige among the young people of my age.

At last, every wolf stops calling me, including my brother and sister. They formed a circle around me and lowered their ears and tails. They bowed their heads and paid tribute to me. I raised my chin and stood motionless. I tried to make myself look as motionless as a statue.

The next day, the wolves brought us a piece of meat and threw it on the grass. That piece of meat makes me unforgettable. It was my first solid food, and the meat that was thrown to the ground was still bloodshot, the drops of blood have brought a great visual impact to me. If I have been peeled off, I will look like this piece of meat. Together with many wolves, I rushed to the blood-dropping animal meat. We tore the small meat from our tooth bed. I got a big one. I had to eat it with relish. When other wolves have finished eating the one they snatched, they all looked at me, none of them dared to rush up and grab the one I was surrounded. If nothing happens, I slowly taste the meat with my tooth bed. I always put the meat in my mouth before drinking it, and then slowly grind the meat with a tooth bed, in order to make the meat as small as possible in my mouth. When I slowly eat a copy of the one I grabbed, I still don't want to finish it. In my mind, I plan on how I can grab more tomorrow.

On the third day, the wolf group that went out to hunt brought us back a piece of meat. This time I changed my approach. I rushed forward and stood on the piece of meat and spent my teeth on the four friends, blow out my claws to every companion who dared to put his mouth on the meat. My little paw left a souvenir on the companion's face, and it ran away with a beep. I completely occupied the piece of meat, and I was so happy to eat it alone in front of the piece of meat. The rest of the wolf cubs surrounded me tightly, and my eyes stared at the piece of meat, no one dared to come forward. I eat it slowly and try it carefully. I have tasted the "powerful" taste. I swear to protect my overlord, because preferential eating will make me stronger.