There are many subspecies of wolves, there are many extinct species and subspecies that have not yet been discovered, the distribution of wolves is relatively wide, when there are only more than 400 Siberian tigers, there are nearly 20,000 wolves in the Mongolian steppe, which shows the survival ability and reproduction speed of the wolves.

So, would the lives of wild wolves really be better?

With the arrival of a windy day, cold temperatures suddenly arrive, and wind and snow come suddenly.

Under the slope of the primeval forest, a skinny old wolf was digging something in the snowdrift, and suddenly a night of heavy snow ended a lot of animals that did not have time to face the cold winter, and the old wolf was also one of them, fortunately it survived the snowy last night.

As dawn comes, the rising sun brings a new day, and it also ushers in a new life.

After digging in the snowdrift for a long time, the old wolf finally found hope, a frozen snow hare.

The old wolf didn't want to know why the snow rabbit with its deep rabbit hole was frozen to death, and it happily bared its fangs and launched an extermination ritual against this life-saving gift.

The snow is cold and unforgiving, and the lucky ones who have escaped life-and-death crises often find the gift of nature in the deadly snow.

The cold rabbit meat was swallowed into his stomach, but the old wolf felt that his internal organs were hot, and the food entered his stomach, instantly soothing the exhaustion of his whole body.

A wild wolf is supposed to have a pack of wolves, but in an old wolf who no longer has much ability, it is not.

Being driven away by wolves and facing the danger of survival in the wild alone, this is a better ending for an old wolf, the old wolf is not dissatisfied with this, it knows the rules of the wolf pack.

In the cold winter, when it left the tribe alone, it had already thought of its own fate, dying in the wind and snow, or dying in the mouths of other beasts.

When the heavy snow came last night, it also thought that it might freeze to death in the wind and snow, and the moment it opened its eyes again, it was happy, it was the joy of surviving.

After eating a snow hare, the old wolf continued to move along the raised snowdrifts, like a treasure digger, tirelessly opening the snowdrifts to find the treasures that might exist inside.

Along the forest belt in the mountains, the snow under his feet gradually increased, thicker and thicker, and the trees gradually thinned and low, the old wolf knew that this was going to the barren area of the forest, such an area obviously would not have any animals, and it would not be beneficial to dig for treasure.

Just as it turned around and wanted to change directions, a cold wind blew across its cheeks, and the old wolf paused in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and then continued to walk forward.

The crunching sound of stepping on the snow made a snap, the old wolf's footsteps gradually increased, and a string of footprints belonging to the wolf fell on the white snow, like a cold winter flower, blooming one after another.

"Whew...... ...... "As the speed accelerated, a faint wolf howl clearly reached the ears of the old wolf.

Its eyes showed surprise and incomprehension, there are very few animals that give birth in winter, and most of the wolves give birth at this stage, let alone in such a remote place.

As the distance got closer, the whining cub's howl became clearer and clearer, but the old wolf gradually stopped and hesitated.

It could hear the weakness in the howling of the cubs, but it was also hesitating, since there were cubs, it should be taken care of by the she-wolf, it was not a wise move for it to trespass into the nests of other wild wolves, it was already struggling to survive, and did not want to cause unnecessary disputes.

......Just as the old wolf chose to leave, a weak wolf howl came again, and the cubs were ahead, and he could hear their hungry, helpless, panicked wails.

The old wolf's footsteps tightened slightly, and the footprints on the snow were a little deeper, but the old wolf still flicked his tail, swept away the footprints and ran in the other direction.

At dusk, the snowflakes that had been resting for a day came again, and the fluttering white snow was white and flawless, and began to cover the earth again.

Near the barren hillside, the figure of the old wolf quietly appeared, with a frozen deer leg in its mouth, the greatest treasure it had ever found.

After all, the howl of the cub made it difficult for it to let go, thinking that the she-wolf was probably worried about food and did not have milk to raise the litter, and she came back with a piece of food.

After listening carefully for a while, he found that the wailing of the cub became more and more weak, and the old wolf knew that the she-wolf had not returned at this time, and this discovery made the old wolf's mood a little heavy.

After a day of treasure hunting, it has filled its belly, most of its strength has recovered, and the old wolf's spirit has improved a lot, it hurried near the small slope, and quickly buried the deer's legs in the snow, of course, it carefully exposed a handful of deer hair, lest the returning she-wolf not find this gift.

After doing this, the old wolf trotted a few steps away from the vicinity of the slope, but it did not leave directly, it hid nearby, wanting to wait for the she-wolf to return before leaving.

Having eaten enough and regained its strength, it is not afraid of the problems it faces when it encounters its own clan, after all, there is no problem in escaping.

As the light of dusk gradually dissipated, the gray sky was about to turn dark, and the old wolf's heart sank little by little.

During the day, the old wolf thought that the she-wolf was not there, but went to hunt and dig for treasure, and it also thought that the mother of the wolf cub might be intercepted by last night's blizzard, so it could not return in time, but now that a day has passed, how can the she-wolf with cubs come back.

As for the male wolf, the old wolf did not ask for the male wolf's mark nearby, and all the old wolves did not have hope for this.

Night fell, the dark night covered the forest, at this moment, the old wolf's heart sank completely, the unknown she-wolf did not appear, it already had a bad premonition, the she-wolf disappeared, it seemed that there were only two possibilities left.

Death or abandonment of a she-wolf.

Among the wild wolves, the death of some young wolves was deliberately abandoned by their parents, not to mention the litter of wolf cubs in front of them, it seems that there is no father to take care of them, born in winter, and only the mother takes care of them, the probability of being abandoned is very high.

The old wolf was not surprised by this, but his mood was extremely heavy, and he moved his body and looked at Xiaopo, hoping that a strange wolf would appear, so as to dispel the most desperate possibility.

But as the snowflakes thickened, the howl of wolves became weaker and weaker in the night.

The old wolf couldn't wait any longer, it already had an answer in its heart, and its deep glowing eyes looked in the direction of Xiaopo with a hint of pity in the night, and then got up resolutely.

The abandoned wolf cub is not something that its old wolf can manage, the old wolf knows his own ability very well, and he also knows the fate that this litter of wolf cubs is about to face, it is powerless to fight, and it is difficult to change anything.

The wind and snow were fluttering, and the old wolf walked to the place where the deer's leg had been buried.

"How......" The cry of the weak Gao came into his ears through the wind and snow, and the old wolf lowered his head and bit the deer's leg.

"Peng!" The deer's legs, which were thrown back into the snowdrift, were hastily buried by the wolf's paws.

In the night, a thin old wolf walked to the entrance of a cave, and standing at the mouth of the cave, a strong smell of wolf came to his face.

The snow was thick above the swarthy entrance, some of which had fallen into the cave, and the entrance to the interior was littered with a few clumps of grayish-white hair, which smelled of a strange she-wolf, presumably the wolf hair that had been ripped off when the she-wolf entered and exited the cave.

There were still no signs of male wolves near or in the caves, and it was clear that the old wolf's previous guess was correct, this was a wolf family that had lost their male wolves, and at this time, they had also lost their female wolves.

In the cold, not suitable for raising cubs in winter, and lost the support and help of the male wolf, the female wolf is obviously powerless, abandoning the cubs to survive alone, or when going out, the female wolf unfortunately died in the wind and snow is common, and the old wolf is not surprised.

This cave should have been dug by the she-wolf, in order to prevent lynx and other wild beasts from stealing the house, the cave entrance is a little narrow, but the old wolf's thin body is no better than the she-wolf who has never met him, and it is easy for him to enter the cave.

The old wolf leaned in, and the claw marks of the she-wolf were faintly visible on the dim cave wall, and there were obvious and dense traces on the left and right sides, which all represented the dedication and hard work of the she-wolf.

If it weren't for the last resort, the she-wolf would not want to leave her cub behind.

The whistling wind and snow are isolated, the more the cramped tunnel advances, the higher the temperature, a long-lost warmth spreads all over the body, the temperature in the cave is much warmer, this is good news for the old wolf sleeping in the rough, tonight is a sheltered place for the time being, of course, it will not spend the night here, what if the she-wolf can come back? It doesn't want to be stuck in a hole.

The young wolves in the wolf's den seemed to sense the arrival of a creature, and their weak howls suddenly stopped for a moment, and then howled eagerly, as if they thought the she-wolf had returned.

The old wolf passed through the deep tunnel, the deeper the tunnel became, the wider it became, and soon, the old wolf reached the inside of the cave, which was much wider, and it didn't have to shrink down.

The strong smell of wolves took over the whole burrow, and at the innermost part of the cave was a thick, dry layer of weeds, and on the weedy nest were four young wolves, their mouths open, their stomachs deflated, and their anxious howls in anticipation, trying to find their familiar bodies, apparently, they had been hungry for more than a day and a night.

Wild wolves usually mate in March, conceive for two months, and give birth in May, these four wolf cubs are obviously only recently born, I am afraid that in less than a month, their eyes have not been able to see things clearly, which is an extremely rare late birth.

The appearance of the young wolf is not cute, but the old wolf's eyes show gentleness, the young wolf on the grass nest has three black hairs, one gray hair, the ears are stubbornly erected, and the body is nestled together and trembling slightly.

Immature life always seems to be fragile and loving, the old wolf has no ill will towards these four little wolves, not to mention anything else, the big treasure it dug up today, a red deer frozen to death in the snow, and most of them I haven't eaten, not to be hungry, the wolf will not eat the cubs, not to mention, the old wolf came to these little ones with kindness at the beginning, and he will not do anything to hurt them.

The wolf cubs knew in their weak wails that the wolf in front of them was not their mother, and they shivered and clung to each other, apparently unsettling by the unfamiliar smell.

Looking at the young wolf cub, the old wolf suddenly remembered his mother and siblings, it stretched out its front paws, touched the head of the gray wolf, the little wolf was frightened, trembled violently, and then opened its small mouth and whined, but it obviously had no strength to resist after starving for a long time, and even the howl was weak.

The little gray wolf's shriveled stomach bulged with a weak howl, and after letting out a weak howl, the little head was resigned to the old wolf's paws and stopped struggling.

The old wolf rubbed the little wolf's head one by one in a good mood, and the little ones in front of him still had the strength to struggle, obviously with great vitality. It seemed to know that the old wolf had no malicious intent, and the little wolves no longer howled, but nested together obediently, and let the old wolf pet him.

Looking at the white baby teeth in the little wolf's mouth, the old wolf's eyes moved, and he had a hint of thought.

It rubbed the little gray wolf's head again, then touched the other black wolves one by one, then turned around and turned out of the cave. The departure of the old wolf caused the young wolves to howl again, and the loss of the scent of their kindred made them feel uneasy again.

In the snowstorm, the old wolf took the deer's leg in his mouth and entered the cave again, and soon the young wolves who found the old wolf coming back were quiet again.

In the depths of the dim wolf den, the old wolf looked at the four wolf cubs in front of him and fell silent.

The young wolf in front of him is obviously less than a month, under normal circumstances, the young wolf has to eat milk for about five or six weeks, and when it is a month and a half, the young wolf can also eat some minced meat, but it is obviously very inappropriate to eat meat in less than a month, and it is likely to threaten life.

Because at this time, the digestive system of the young wolf has not yet developed enough to digest meat, and if the meat is still raw, the young wolf is likely to die because it cannot be digested.

The old wolf didn't know if his decision was right, but for now, there was only one way.

It is just an old wolf in its old age, and there is no way to find an animal with milk for the young wolf, let alone take four young wolves to walk in the wind and snow to find its wolf pack.

The old wolf looked at a few weak young wolves who no longer had the strength to howl, and made a decision in his heart.

It tore off the skin of the deer's leg, and then tore the meat from the deer's leg into small pieces with its teeth, and after trying to bite the venison as much as possible, it tried to deliver it to the mouth of a black wolf.

The black wolf cub was very unfamiliar with this fishy raw and cold food, the little nose wrinkled, and then some curiously stretched out his little tongue and licked it, the fresh blood was licked into his mouth, the little wolf smashed his mouth, the little tongue curled, stretched out his tongue again, and couldn't wait to lick the venison.

Hearing the sound of licking, the other little wolves moved, they probably thought that there was milk to drink, one by one opened their mouths, raised their heads, and made attractive movements, but unfortunately, the she-wolf did not come back, and they had no milk to drink.

The old wolf put the venison on the grass nest, and then one by one he brought the little wolves to the deer's legs, and tried to let the little wolves eat the venison.

The little wolves were not very averse to the smell of blood, and probably the she-wolf also had the smell of eating flesh and blood, so it was no stranger, and the little wolves quickly lowered their heads and licked the deer's legs.

Their baby teeth did not yet have much biting power, and the venison torn by the old wolf was still a difficult challenge for them, and the old wolf was a little nervous to watch.

But the next moment, a little wolf successfully bit off a small piece of meat and ate it into its mouth, and then one after another little wolf successfully ate the venison, which made the old wolf breathe a sigh of relief.

Fresh meat is a fresh experience for the little wolves, and it is also the only way to expel hunger, the little wolves who eat meat instantly speed up their movements, they struggle to bite the venison in front of them, and soon, each little wolf eats a slightly bulging belly, and no longer sees the flat appearance, the old wolf sees this, drags the remaining venison away from the grass nest, and no longer lets the little wolves eat.

Raw meat is a survival challenge for the little wolves, and if you eat too much, I'm afraid it won't be beneficial.

The little wolves who had lost the venison howled one after another, for fear of losing their food, they had little strength left, and most of the venison was consumed, and this struggle was not as strong as the howl.

However, under the ruthless claws of the old wolf, none of the little wolves could leave the grass nest, and after a few struggles, the little wolves no longer resisted, and lay down in the grass nest to quietly digest the venison in their stomachs.

The old wolf glanced at the young wolves who had quieted down, and then took the deer's legs in his mouth and returned to the mouth of the cave.

The wind and snow outside the cave became more and more intense, and the cold wind howled like a bone, but this kind of cold was already commonplace for the old wolf, and it was not afraid.

Wolves have two layers of hair, the bottom layer and the outer layer. The outer coat is thicker, which has the function of waterproof and isolating the cold air outside; The undercoat is like an insulator and can effectively protect against the cold, and some coldland dogs also have the same hair.

Therefore, wolves are not afraid of the cold and can even go out hunting in cold temperatures.

After eating the remaining deer legs, the old wolf buried the remaining bones in the snowdrift, and then closed his eyes quietly at the mouth of the cave.

It has been determined that this litter of wolves is not claimed by wolves, so naturally there is no need to worry about "misunderstandings".