At night, the hound often retrieves a young deer on its own.

After a full meal to replenish their strength, they will offer the remaining meat to their favorite female dog to win her favor, so the orcs never give the female dog food.

All the female dogs live together, and when the hound flapps its wings close to her sweetheart, there is a commotion in the hungry canine pack.

The hound didn't lure his sweetheart to a safe and secluded place with that small piece of food.

After a bit of snatching, a pack of hungry feasted on the dumb hound.

In order to survive, female dogs do not place too much affection on hunting dogs.

And the death of the hound for itself, it has a perfect lovemaking process. At the very moment when its throat was torn, the breeding action of the hound was still going on.

The more intelligent hounds will keep a whole fawn far away from a certain female dog's smell, and can usually lure a few female dogs in the fringe area.

If under siege, it abandons a whole deer, and if it is lucky, it takes one of the female dogs to a place away from the canine pack.

During this process, the female dog just keeps chewing and swallowing, and the hound is safe and sound.

A female dog will never be able to eat a young deer, and when the female dog is full, go back. The hound will eat the leftover meat.

Sometimes, this mating scene is spotted by orcs who come out to urinate at night, blasting the hounds apart with sticks, taking most of the food, leaving only a small piece of meat and internal organs.

So, at night, in the moaning of the orcs, the screaming of dogs is often heard.

In the days after conception, for a female dog, the fate is tragic.

In order not to let the clumsy body be bitten by too many hungry mad dogs, the female dog leaves the canine pack and seeks a hidden cave to hide in. The full meal before the love was enough until the day when the cub was in labor.

It just comes out in the still of night and catches bats. Go back to the cave and spit out the bat that you swallowed in your stomach. Dead bats with gastric juice do not decay until the cubs are born. As food for puppies.

Newborn puppies learn to run after a few standing falls. At this time, the female dog will quietly watch them finish their stored food. Then take them back to where they came from.

Hungry dogs will never kill a puppy, they will get out of the way and let the mother dog hide in the canine circle with her children.

On the first hungry night, the begins to teach the children how to catch the shrouded bats.

There are a lot of around that have started to tear these heavenly delicacies. After all, hounds don't come on adventures very often.

In the mountains of the rainforest, the queen opens up a new tribe, and the number of male adult orcs is drastically reduced by frequent tribal wars, disasters and long journeys in search of a new home.

There are no predators, and they can only wait slowly for the prey to fall into the trap and commit suicide. This stupid idea of getting something for nothing soon spread throughout the tribe.

Although the babies of yesteryear were already adult orcs, there were no elders who could teach them the skills to hunt, and they often returned with nothing.

The swollen sheep were eaten, and the queen began to order several hunting dogs to be hunted for food, but a great deal of slaughter ensued.

The speed and number of hounds simply cannot satisfy the greedy appetite of the orcs.

I remember the slaughter of the last puppy, the dead dog lying in a pool of blood, and an undigested black bat curled up from its dissected stomach.

The demise of the Guardians is a sign that danger is truly coming.

In the night sky, countless dots glowing with purple light moved, from the distant mountain, to the tribe.

In nature, some animals depend on the number of their companions for survival and prey.

For example, thousands of bats have tens of thousands of tines.

Orcs are hard to match. With sporadic screams, hair and blood wafted in the air.

But the night bats are still very hungry and hungry. The triangular building collapsed in an instant, and there were trees and flowers...... The beautiful night world is gradually swallowed up.

Later, when the wind warmed, thousands of bats folded into black and flew back into the dark caves.

There was nothing left, only blood and hair sticking to the decadent land.