Although apex predators are at the cutting edge and control the lives and deaths of countless wild animals, it still takes countless efforts and sweat to feed themselves in the wild.

And wanting to become a qualified predator is destined to be a long and difficult road to growth for the tiger cub.

After reviewing and summarizing today's hunting experience in his mind, Lin Qian already had a rough plan for the direction he was going to train next.

Looking at the courage that was already asleep next to him, Lin Qian stretched his paws, turned over and fell asleep.

Summer is over, and the colors of autumn are gradually dyeing the treetops.

The temperature of the primeval forest began to slowly decrease, and the dense grass and low shrubs gradually became less verdant.

On the tall spruce tree, a small flying squirrel came out of the hole in a panic and jumped out of the six-meter-high tree with a kick on its hind legs.

Straighten the limbs and flatten the tail, stretch out the leather wings between the front and rear paws, spread the wings and glide, the brownish gray back hair hangs slightly in the wind, elegant and light.

It stared at a pair of big dark eyes, and its body was petite, like a spirit of nature.

Lin Qian glanced at it lightly and stopped paying attention, such a little guy seemed to him to be as happy as a hare.

Courage, with his head held high, a pair of tiger eyes turned around the tree, apparently distracted by the little flying squirrel.

"Knock knock!"

The familiar sound of falling.

Courage's gaze turned to the source of the sound, and then quickly locked onto the small figure in the treetops.

The chipmunks with bulging cheeks were standing steadily in the treetops, receiving the "vicious" gaze of the tiger cub staring at him, and the little one did not have the slightest worry or fear.

Holding the fruit in its little paws, the chipmunk barked softly at the tiger cub, twisting as if to say hello.

"Roar!" Courage roared angrily into the tree, but did not climb the tree as impatiently as before.

Because it's learned to be obedient, even if it climbs up, it won't be able to catch that nasty little thing!

This is a fact that I deeply remembered, frustrated and angry after I had the courage to go up the tree five times.

This chipmunk is particularly clever, and it sees that it has the courage to climb the thinner treetops, so every time it is spotted, it immediately runs to the treetops.

The chipmunk stands in an absolutely safe place, and the courage naturally has no way to take it.

The little guy seems to have remembered his courage, and every time he passes by, he has to make a little noise to attract the attention of the tiger cub, and then blinks a pair of cute big eyes, and innocently stands in the treetops and makes a soft "squeak" sound.

The screams were not sharp, but courage was clearly a provocation.

Lin Qian looked at his naïve brother and the chipmunk "greeted" and yawned slowly. This chipmunk is supposed to be a little guy who lives nearby, and is also their neighbor.

Well, cute little neighbor.

Lin Qian has no ill will towards it, he still likes this cute thing very much, and he is willing to have the opportunity to live in peace.

However, looking at the appearance of courage, Lin Qian felt that it was impossible to get along with each other amicably, and he only hoped that the little guy could always be clever and not be caught by courage.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the end will be miserable.

The chicked chipmunks quickly nimbled away from the branches.

It seems to be just saying hello to the tiger cubs.

Courage bared his teeth, stretched out his claws angrily, and grinded them on the trunk.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the smell of the end of summer is getting stronger and stronger.

The sound of dense hooves continued to tremble on the riverbank, the earth seemed to be hammered, and the deafening sound of rushing gathered into the rushing river, intertwined into a surging overture.

The annual feast that belongs to this forest has begun.

There are hundreds of deer that congregate for migration, and small herds of reindeer continue to gather from all over the forest.

The rushing group of deer was like a wanderer returning home, and they all flocked to the group with a stirring mood.

The deer herd, which grew larger, traveled south along the riverbank.

The veteran hunters heard the sound one by one, and they lurked in the woods on both sides of the riverbank, their hungry and greedy eyes quietly watching the deer.

The new hunters who have just grown up are also attracted by the sound of hooves that cannot be ignored, and they set out on the road with curiosity, and the moment they see the deer, they are full of blood.

The mother tiger and her two cubs crouched in the bushes, quietly watching.

Looking at the herd of deer, a pair of tiger eyes flashed with doubts, this year's deer herd seems to have migrated earlier?

Is the cold spell coming forward?

Wild animals are very sensitive to weather changes, and herbivores are even more sensitive than carnivores, after all, they are truly "watching" creatures.

Thinking of winter, the tiger mother is a little worried.

Its children are still young, and the harsh winter is not easy to survive, and if the cold wave is early, the pressure to survive will be doubled. It was only a brief moment before the tiger mother quickly refocused her attention on the deer herd and her surroundings.

At this time last year, it was a lone tiger, having just settled in this forest, and naturally participated in a feast.

It was also that feast that opened its eyes when it first entered the stage of becoming a tiger, completely honed its survival skills, and recognized its opponents in the forest.

This time she brought the tiger cubs, and the tiger mother did not plan to hunt, although it was a good time, but she only hoped that the tiger cubs could get something more precious than their prey in this feast.

There are so many predators here that the safety of the tiger cubs comes first.

The migration of reindeer is destined to be a carnival of predators, and countless delicious prey gather, among which there are naturally many old and weak.

All the predators can't wait to come to the feast and want to have a full meal.

It's a feast for the grown-up, but it's a crisis for the cubs. If there is no fierce beast like the tiger mother to protect it, I am afraid that the two tiger cubs alone will not be able to get so close to the deer herd.

The reindeer herd has gathered a large herd under the watchful eyes of countless predators.

The male reindeer looked vigilantly at the forest by the river with his high horns.

The baby reindeer followed closely to its mother, carefully eating the lichen on the stones.

The female reindeer standing in front of them are also feeding one after another, and the large herd brings an unparalleled sense of security, but they are more vigilant than ever.

Because they know that the road ahead is bound to be fraught with crises.

Despite the fact that the deer herd on the banks of the river is already huge, this is only a small part of the reindeer herd, and the real reindeer migration is still gathering in the rivers.

When all the deer herds come together, the scene is truly magnificent.

The alternating seasons of winter, spring, and spring and autumn are the time for reindeer migration.

The reindeer migration route is more or less fixed, because the large population needs enough food, and this migration route with enough food supplement is the result of the practice of the reindeer for generations.

They have been following this route and completing the cycle of survival.