"Whew~~"

On a snowy night, on the roof of a building covered with heavy snow, a lone toothed wolf let out a long howl, and that roar contained all its lonely will. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Its life is a bumpy life.

Competition and suffering have always tormented the cowardly one, and this has been foreshadowed since its birth.

It was born on a stormy night of thunder and lightning, the cold wind slaughtered its fragile life like a sharp knife, and the raindrops hit its tender body like a heavy mace.

Of the five cubs born to the mother wolf, he was the smallest, and he was still trying to open his eyes when the other siblings had learned to waddle.

It is too weak, too cowardly, and will always be the one who is bullied among its siblings. It was abused and ostracized from birth, and was last on the list in everything it did, especially when it came to eating, which it almost never fed before it learned to hunt on its own.

It had also been very shy to beg its parents for food, but it was ruthlessly ignored, and they had no hope for the weakest of cubs.

Finally, at the age of three, he was driven out of the wolves and lived alone as a wanderer.

Being a lone wolf is a terrible thing. After all, wolves are animals, when they are in packs, even lions and tigers have to retreat, and the lone wolf's life is like a dead leaf in the wind.

It wandered for years, from the air-thin plateaus to the grassy plains, crossing huge valleys and rushing rivers.

Its footprints have spread for thousands of kilometers, from one end to the other in this ancient land.

In search of food, it travels dozens of miles every day.

During the day, it must carefully avoid the territory of other beasts and wolves, and sometimes even hide to avoid pursuit. When night falls, it goes around catching some rats to eat, sometimes with a little luck it can barely get enough to eat, but more often it has to go hungry and endure the torment of loneliness night after night.

The worst time was that it rained heavily and then it turned into hail. In order to fill its hungry belly, it caught its prey in the hail, and was beaten to the point that its nose and face were swollen, and it almost died.

It has nowhere to live, no territory, no family, only itself.

However, no matter how difficult it is to live, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, there is always a belief in its heart that it can overcome all obstacles!

Sustained by this belief, it traverses one barren land after another.

Finally, one day, he met another lone female wolf.

She is completely different from it. With a large, sturdy skeleton, sharp eyes, hard and powerful claws, and scars all over its body, it is an unyielding warrior. And she, standing next to it, was like a well-behaved puppy, with a black nose and moist eyes, and her fur was silky like a stream in spring.

It was as fate would have it, they met each other and walked together. They wag each other's tails, rub each other's noses affectionately, and then snuggle up tightly together to complete the simple but sacred rite of bereavement.

The days passed.

Fighting, hunting, love.

Although they are always on the road of wandering, although their stomachs are never full, their relationship is getting closer and closer. Even if you get wet from the wind and rain, even if you are driven away by other wolves, even if you can only eat rats to satisfy your hunger, as long as you can be with each other, you will feel very happy.

It began to look forward to the future life, and in its imagination it was a valley full of flowers, with a babbling brook and tall grass, where it would form a new family with her, give birth to several children, and the young howl of the wolf echoed through the valley......

However, fate played a cruel joke on it.

They wandered to a county seat.

That day, it was woken up by the sound of a flock of blood crows and found that she was gone. It smelled in the air that terrified it, man, iron, blood and fire...... It vaguely felt bad and rushed out.

It sees her being captured by several nomads, a group of murderous people who take pleasure in torturing and abusing the weak. They hung her on a stake, doused her with oil, and then lit a fire and burned her alive.

It saw her die in front of it with her own eyes, and her eyes were so helpless and painful, but they were full of attachment to it.

Its eyes were red, and it rushed towards them like crazy.

It failed miserably.

But those people didn't kill it, and in order to get more pleasure and have more fun, they came up with a good idea. They broke one of its hind legs, then sealed its mouth with a tightrope, preparing it to fend for itself and starve to death.

The men laughed and left, leaving it to hone where it was.

It stared blankly at her bones, tears drying up.

When a wolf loses a loved one, it usually looks up to the sky and howls and screams, but when it loses its beloved, it can't even scream because its mouth is tied up.

It wandered through the city like a walking corpse, without eating anything for half a month, starving to the bone, and being attacked by other fierce beasts, scarred.

Until one night, it meets a human teenager. When it saw him, he was carrying a fat moon deer, ready to leave.

Hunger drives it to attack, snatching food.

But it also knew that it was too weak to have any chance of winning, and even if it did, it would not be able to eat. It suddenly had a desire to die, and instead of dying of overwork in the process of wandering, or being eaten by hyenas, it was better to die vigorously and happily at the hands of this human.

With a thirst for liberation, it launched a charge of death.

The boy easily crushed it.

However, what it never expected was ...... Instead of killing it, he helped it untie the tightropes that bound its mouth.

He left behind the water and food, and left without saying a word, but his back was forever imprinted in its mind.

Why, why didn't he kill it?

It wondered why, so it kept fighting him, trying to find an answer that way. In the process, it could feel that it had gradually established a wonderful connection with the human boy, something called friendship, which made its cold heart burn again.

Finally, one night, it woke up.

It finally realized its mission, so it chose to leave for a while.

It is a lonely wolf, the hardships of life cannot destroy it, and the indomitable will has made it go through greater tempering, forge a stronger physique, and accumulate stronger skills, all of which are destined to become a very good head wolf.

Not long ago, it joined a new pack of wolves, whose old leader had just died, and with it came years of experience, knowledge, and leadership.

The pack is in desperate need of a new leader to lead them to find safe dens, track their prey, and find reliable sources of water.

As an outsider, after several difficult struggles, it finally defeated all competitors and became the leader of a new generation.

It has gone through ups and downs in its life.

But its life is a life of struggle.

"Whew~"

Ash still roared in the sky, and at this time of the night, he would leave the wolves and be alone for a while.

Finally, it got tired and stopped howling.

Its ears were pricked up, its head turned in all directions, its nose lowered to touch its tail, and its eyes closed.

Wolf Ouroboros.

It's a sleeping habit it's cultivated over the years, and this position turns it into a stone that can store its surface area, let it roll into a ball, keep it warm, and create a temporary home.

It fell into a deep sleep.

It must regain its energy by sleeping, because when the sun rises tomorrow, it will have to lead the wolves through the storm and fight for survival.

……

Two days flew by.

Heavy snow at the beginning of the sunny day.

"Whoa!"

In the depths of the tree-lined street, there was a sudden roar that shook the mountains.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground shook, and a massive blood-streaked bear burst through a wall and dashed through the streets, leaving it in shambles.

Bloodstreaked Bear, the giant of the C-class beasts, has no natural enemies in the same level.

At this time, there were dozens of figures behind it, like bloodthirsty ghosts, forming an arc, always keeping a distance of about twenty meters from it, not far or close.

"Roar!"

The Bloodstreaked Bear suddenly turned around and charged at the wolves in a fit of rage.

It's like getting some order in an instant.

Whoosh!

The wolves scattered like well-trained soldiers, and when the Bloodstreaked Bear tried to escape, they surrounded it like maggots attached to the bones, and hung far behind it in their previous formation.

Soon, the Bloodstreaked Bear Mountain was exhausted and came to a dead end. In front of it was a ten-story building, and behind it was a pack of hungry toothed wolves.

The two sides were locked in a standoff.

Directly in front of the wolves, Little Gray narrowed his eyes and looked at the big guy.

Two days ago, the wolves had been eyeing the blood-streaked bear. They followed the blood-streaked bear and traced its footprints, finding footprints one deep and one shallow, apparently wounded in one of its legs. Moreover, judging from the feces it excreted, it also had a problem with indigestion. The shape of the grass and leaves it has eaten also suggests that its teeth are not very good.

This blood-streaked bear is ideal prey, as long as it is killed, the entire wolf pack will not have to worry about food for a short time.

The Bloodstreaked Bear seems to be aware of its fate, but its pride as a beast makes it not bent on compromising easily. It leaned against the building, its eyes glaring, a motionless posture, without any flaws, and it seemed that it was going to consume the wolves until it died.

Gradually, the wolves began to stir.

Bears can go a long time without eating or drinking, but wolves cannot, not to mention that these wolves have been hungry for days. (To be continued.) )