The morning sun not only woke Thor up, but there were also people in the tribe who had risen earlier. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Slow down, lightning wait for me—" There was an excited call on the slightly steep slope.

With the sound of the sound, a wolf jumped down the curvy slope of the mountain and landed firmly on the beach of the seashore. I saw that it was covered with snow-white fur, except for the four claws, there were four handfuls of pure black fine hair, as if it was stepping on black lightning under its feet.

Immediately after, Tula leaped forward, rolled on the beach, unloaded his strength, and got up with a grunt.

"Huhu—you should wait for me," Tula gasped, slapping the sand off his body and whispering to the white wolf beside him.

However, the little wolf named Lightning did not care, flicked his thick tail, circled around Tula a few times, and then ran to the soft sand, sniffed with his nose as if sniffing for a while, and then began to dig the earth desperately with his two paws.

As he was digging, he yelled at Tula, who was standing still, as if urging the boy to dig something.

"Is there there!—are you sure?" said Tula trotted two steps to the lightning, stared intently at the sand, which had been dug out in the blink of an eye, and took two steps back, digging into the ground.

Tula has been out playing with his new friend, the little wolf named Inazum, every day lately, especially in the morning, and both he and Lightning love the smell of the morning, the smell of the sea breeze blowing from the sea, or the new home of the cliff corner.

Lightning's name was given by Master Nome, and he remembered that Master Nome crouched down and asked him with a gentle smile, "Tula, didn't you name the little wolf that has been following you lately?"

It was only then that Tula realized that Bertha had named his favorite wolf "Grey Wind", and it was time for him to choose a name for his companion.

"Now, Tula, I see that this wolf has a very special coat, and there is no pure white coat in this group of wolves. Thor looked surprised and said in admiration: "You see how similar these strands of black hair under its feet are to the lightning in the sky, why don't you just call it lightning?"

In this way, the name of the lightning was decided, and Tula preferred to stick to it, except for the time spent studying with Morey and Thor, and was almost inseparable from the lightning.

The little wolves also seem to like to play with the children of the tribe, and the children will always do everything possible to get some food to give themselves and the little wolves a tooth sacrifice.

"There is—" Tula cried out in surprise, "Stop, lightning, stop—"

Lightning obeyed the order to stop digging the pit, and the pit that had been dug seemed to be covered with something under the fine golden sand.

Tula reached into the dug pit and carefully skimmed off the floating sand, revealing several white, round, pointy things like stone tips.

Then he carefully picked open the surrounding soil with his hands, carefully pulling the "stone tip" out of the sand.

"Hey-" With a little force, a huge white egg was held in Tula's arms, the length of the egg was the length of his forearm, and it looked like it must be the egg of some kind of giant beast, but Tula didn't know what kind of creature it was, only that there would be many animals laying eggs on this beach, and Lightning was an expert at finding eggs.

"Hachihachi—" Lightning wagged his tail and circled around Tula, staring at a freshly dug egg in his hand with eager eyes.

"Shall we eat two, Lightning?" Tula carefully placed the egg on the ground, and after taking another one from the bunker, he gently re-covered the excavated earth over the remaining dome.

This was the breakfast of one man and one wolf today, and the two of them worked together perfectly, and after getting used to it, Tula and Lightning almost made a clear impression of the vicinity of the cliff corner, and even found a path that was steep, but a shortcut to the beach, the ramp they had just jumped on.

When the lightning saw that Tula had reburied the sand, he arched an egg that he had thrown on the ground with his head, and suddenly opened his mouth, and his sharp teeth peeled open the eggshell as easily as a piece of paper, and the clear egg white flowed out, and a unique fragrance emanated from the air.

As if afraid of wasting the delicacy, Lightning lowered his head and hurriedly licked it with his big tongue, and the whole wolf's head was almost pierced into the eggshell, completely ignoring the slimy egg wash on his nose.

"What a wasteful way to eat, Lightning. Tula's immature brows furrowed slightly, and he pretended to be an adult and reprimanded: "Teacher Morey said that waste is a very shameful thing. ”

Then the little boy sighed, and as he was enjoying a delicious lightning, he apparently did not heed his words, and still frantically swept away the remaining egg juice.

Seeing that the lightning did not react, Tula was not annoyed, sat down slowly, took another egg, picked up a stone from the beach, put the egg straight on the sand, and pointed the tip of the stone against the top of the eggshell, and knocked it lightly.

With a "pop", a small hole was broken in the eggshell, and the clear egg liquid exuded an attractive aroma and swayed in the eggshell.

Licking his tongue, Tula lowered her head, as if absorbing water, and sucked hard into the small mouth - "Slippery"

The fragrant and delicious egg liquid flowed into the mouth, flicked a few times on the tongue and smoothly flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and the warmth was entrenched in the stomach, instantly killing the hunger after waking up in the morning.

Sitting on the tidal flats with the morning sun shining, the waves crashing on the beach, the refreshing sea breeze blowing across the forehead, a man and a wolf enjoy the best moment of the day together.

Suddenly, lightning jerked its head out of the eggshell, its ears sticking out flat, its back hair standing on end, and its body bowed up strongly, as if it had suddenly entered a state of combat readiness, and its eyes were fiercely fixed on a reef.

"What's the lightning?" Tula also sensed that something was wrong, and when he saw the warning of lightning, he hurriedly stood up and looked nervously at the reef.

"Is there anything there?" Tura tried to ask Lightning, but the white wolf could not speak, only grinned, revealing sharp fangs, and a low, warning grunt in his throat.

Suddenly, a small black shadow sprang out from behind the reef, and instead of coming at Tula, it ran in the opposite direction, as if to flee from Tula and the lightning.

The lightning was really like a thunderbolt of lightning that shot out of the thundercloud, and at the moment when the black shadow rushed out, he kicked his legs and chased after him without hesitation.

Although compared to adult dire wolves such as the wolf king, lightning can only be regarded as a wolf cub, but it is also more than a hundred pounds, more than a meter tall, and its explosive power and speed are far from being comparable to Tula.

In the blink of an eye, it ran away, and Tula had no choice but to run wildly and chase after it.