As the pika buries its head in the grass, a crawling feline stares at it.

Musa lowered his body and clinged to the ground, his ears compressed next to his flat head, and his grayish-yellow hair similar to that of the withered grass and rocks helped him to disguise himself as a stone well.

The distance between the two was still a little larger, and while the pika was concentrating on grazing, Musa gently lifted his foot, intending to go further.

"Click-"

The withered yellow branches of grass broke in response.

Before the pika's brain could react, his body had already made a move first, and he slammed back into the hole.

Musa, who had failed to hunt, froze in place, and his feet lifted to the air were not put or not, and finally he could only squat down and lick his paws in embarrassment.

He didn't catch any food, so he straightened the fur on his body and sighed.

After the rabbit's mother came back yesterday, he didn't want to be cheeky and watch. Whether male or female, the rabbit has a strong sense of territory, at this time the mother rabbit did not come to protect the little rabbit, and when there is free time, it will definitely come to drive away, so simply take advantage of the fact that the mother rabbit did not come to go farther.

The scope of the territory has been confirmed, and the rabbit that crossed over has no territory at all, and even the cave where it woke up is on the edge of the rabbit mother's territory, Musa thought embarrassedly.

The original body is too strange, it has no territory, and it almost starved to death, how did it grow to such a big size?

If it weren't for the fact that the mother rabbit was still taking the cubs and replaced it with another rabbit dog, he might have duel with the other party by now, and after defeat, he was driven out of the territory and left homeless in the wasteland.

It's such a miserable kitten.

What's even worse is that when I went out yesterday, not only did I have no territory, but I even accidentally walked in a big circle, and I didn't even find a water source.

So early that morning, Musha got up early, gathered himself, and marched to the water source.

Luckily, there were no large beasts on the road.

Stopping and stopping along the way, Musa tried to catch some prey to fill his stomach, but all failed. This pika catch was the closest he came to success, but he was destroyed by a piece of dry grass that snapped off.

The success rate of rabbit predation is generally 30-40%. *

The success rate of wild rabbits is very high, but Musha is just a fake rabbit that has just crossed over and has no hunting skills at all.

Fortunately, this time he did not go far, he went in the right direction to the water source, and the plants gradually became richer, no longer just empty meadows and scattered rocks, and a few magpies fell on the spruce, tilting their heads to look down.

His ears moved, Musha's eyes lit up, and his tail unconsciously swayed from side to side.

"Cat How~"

He heard the sound of running water.

This was good news for him, it was some distance from his cave, and it would be too far to go back and forth, and the distance was just right.

Skirting a large rock in front of you, the view suddenly opens up, and a meandering river runs through the valley at the bottom of the slope, just in the summer and autumn, the river has not yet frozen, and the higher temperature has caused the snow to melt in the high mountains, increasing the amount of water and flowing endlessly.

There is plenty of water, lush vegetation around, and herds of Tibetan antelopes and yaks gather here, grazing on wild grasses while looking up.

Needless to say, the importance of water as the source of life has been solved, and since there is water, if you look for it, you may be able to eat fish.

Musa couldn't hide his excitement, licked the corners of his mouth expectantly, and turned into a moving ball of plush and rushed to the bottom.

The rather wanton furball ran all the way down, the small animals in its path scattered and avoided it, and the magpie flapped its wings and flew away from the branches. They had never seen such a bold animal, and the antelope herd was slightly agitated, and when they saw that it was a rabbit that was not a threat to them, they quieted down again and craned their necks to look.

It can only be said that those who do not know are fearless.

With so many herbivores here, there must be predators who feed on them.

As soon as he ran, he was targeted by the beasts in the shadows.

The cold yin wind came from behind, exuding a dangerous aura, and at the last moment, the body's instinct was faster than the brain's reaction, Musha rolled to the side, and crawled along the inertia to open the distance, dodging this sneak attack, and fled.

As he ran, he looked back slightly and saw the attacking animal—a lynx.

It has a short, blunt tail and a darker coat with brown spots on its back, most notably a tuft of black fuzz standing at the tips of the ears.

It is a tall male lynx, with light yellow fur and a slope that is almost indistinguishable. The lynx was ambushing halfway down the slope, and Musha ran straight down from it, alarming the animals in its path, including its prey.

The lynx, which had lost its prey for some reason, was extremely angry, its claws flicked out, its eyes showed cold killing intent, and it made an attacking gesture, staring coldly at Musha, who was running in its direction in ignorance and unconscious, and launched an attack the moment he passed.

Not good, provoke a lynx. Musa cried bitterly and regretted it.

The lynx, a medium-sized beast of prey, has a strong ability to survive and is widely distributed, and it is the ceiling of the same size in the animal kingdom.

Sure enough, the lynx had no intention of letting it go, and with a seeping grunt in its throat, it leaped up and down in pursuit, and pounced on him with its claws outstretched.

The rabbit was smaller, and Musa made a sharp turn with a squeeze of his body, narrowly avoiding its claws.

The lynx misses a blow, and when it lands, it turns neatly and persistently pursues the rabbit.

Mu Sha swore that even when he took the physical test in the high school entrance examination, he had never worked so hard, and if he didn't do his best, his life would not be saved.

The ground was full of gravel, and he couldn't walk steadily, but he completely exploded his small universe at the moment, and he didn't let the lynx's claws fall on him.

But this little short-legged body is not good at running, but the lynx is a long-distance runner among felines, and Musha can even feel the hot snort of the lynx behind him.

A feeling of exhaustion came, his limbs went limp, and Musha swung his little short legs desperately. The ears catch the movement of the lynx, and the distance between them is gradually decreasing.

In front of him was a rock face that suddenly cut off and became steep, and in the middle of a rush of running, Musha stepped on the air, and after taking off, he landed on the ground, and his speed dropped instantly.

It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer this time.

As soon as his eyes closed, Musha thought that his life was over, and there was a sound of claws rubbing against the ground and an emergency stop came from overhead.

Da, Da......

The stone grains roll down the top of the rock to the ground.

Musha opened his eyes and saw the lynx standing on the edge of the section at the top of the rock, staring at him, but he only wandered from side to side above, and did not come down, and then he roared at Musha, turned and ran away, and disappeared.

Musha didn't know why, but he was still relieved, and his limbs were sore and weak after running quickly. He collapsed, lying on the ground gasping for air.

Before he could catch a few breaths, the pupils, who had only relaxed a little, contracted a little more.

On the ground in front of him, a large beast-shaped shadow suddenly appeared, and the oppressive force was extremely strong, and it easily completely wrapped his small body.

With such a large body size, it must be a fierce beast.

Musha froze in place, the alarm sounding in his head, reason telling him that he couldn't turn back, but his head involuntarily turned around.

Woo, feline curiosity.

He turned his head and saw the whole picture.

The ice blue eyes are noble and indifferent, the inside of the short round ears is covered with snow-white fluff, black spots are dotted on the gray-white hair, the tail is long and thick, almost touching the ground when it naturally droops, and the tip of the fluffy tail at the end is curved upwards to outline an elegant arc.

Well, it's about the same size as him, Musha thought.

Just zoom it in a bit.

Then zoom in a little more.

Zoom in and out until it's the size of a snow leopard.

“……”

Musha, who had escaped, was not in the mood for joy.

Because in front of him is a snow leopard!

The snow leopard that has admired the name for a long time......

Musha felt that his soul had gone out of his body, floating in the sky, and he was crying so loudly.

If he is under the hands of the lynx, he can still feel that he has a slight chance of escaping, and the probability of escaping after encountering the snow leopard is completely zero!

Feeling the pain of his limbs, his limbs that he could not lift and the soles of his feet that were cut by the rubble as he ran, Musa crumbled himself in despair.

Woo woo woo, die and die, don't run away, don't embarrass a kitten.

The snow leopard licked the bloody canine teeth, and behind him lay a dead antelope, the blood flowing to the ground, not yet fully coagulated, apparently the freshly harvested prey of the king of the snowy mountains.

Ignoring the food behind him, the snow leopard's gaze fell on the stuffed ball that was curled up by the rock.

Where did the little one come from?

"Who are you and how did you get here?"

Musha's ears moved, and it felt as if he heard something, but it was vague, as if it had been separated by a thick membrane.

Seymus asked with mental power, but received no reply.

With a slight movement of his nose, he sniffed lightly again, making sure that the animal in front of him was indeed an orc, but he had never seen it on Mor.

Moore Star is one of the planets managed by the military department, because the natural environment is well maintained, there are few traces of humans, it is suitable for animal survival, and it is specially used as an activity area for the army when the orcs are beasts.

Most of the orcs in the army are large beasts, and this kind of small beast form is rarely seen.

Seeing that the hairball was motionless, as if it was silent, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he walked over to check it lightly.

I didn't think that I had just taken a step, but I saw the fluffy hairball tremble, as if I had been greatly wronged, and a whimpering sound came from under the hairball.

"......" Samos hung his paws and was in a dilemma.

Musa: Mr. Snow Leopard, be smart when you start with trouble, don't hurt too much.

In other words, with his thick hair, can he really be sent away with one blow? Or let him go, Musa thought unexpectedly, he just had a little more hair and looked fat, but in fact there was very little meat, and he really couldn't eat enough.

He was miserable and confused, only to feel a furry object lightly touch his exposed tail.

The tail was touched, and it swooped back under its body.

Ay?

There was no movement outside, and Musha curiously raised his paw a little and looked out cautiously through the gap.

He saw a long tail casually beside him, apparently it was this long tail that touched him, and the owner of the tail had already turned his head and tore the antelope carcass under his paws, seemingly not caring at all.

Also, compared to his meat, it is still antelope.

The smell of blood spread everywhere, stimulating the taste buds, Musa swallowed his saliva, the distance from the cave to the valley was farther than he predicted, he didn't eat any prey all the way, and when he arrived in the valley, he was chased by lynx, and the rabbit he ate on the first day was all digested, and he was already hungry.

Since the snow leopard was not interested in him, Musa wanted to flee directly, but he landed in the mouth of the "concave" shaped stone pile, and the snow leopard and antelope carcasses directly blocked the mouth. If he wants to get out, he has to pass by the side of the snow leopard.

It stands to reason that he should wait for the snow leopard to finish eating and leave before acting, but the snow leopard has his back to him at this time, blocking the antelope tightly, and he can't see how much he has eaten at all, and the unknown wait is the most torturous.

Musha endured and endured, only feeling that the time was infinitely extended, but the snow leopard still had no tendency to leave.

I'm so hungry.

He lifted his paw and pressed it on his soft belly, only to feel that he was going to starve to death in the next moment.

No matter what, support the bold, starve the cowardly.