You can lick it over there.

The little rabbit looked up brightly, pointed to them, and then looked at the snow leopard.

The snow leopard looked at him, and then left silently.

A helpless bass came out of his mouth.

It's different, the leopard language expert Little Rabbit translated it instantly.

"Meow?"

What's the difference?

The little rabbit puffed up and changed to another pair.

He pointed at it with his paws, wasn't it on that side?

Not really.

The snow leopard took two steps to the side to give him a panoramic view.

On the other side, the black eagle is also grooming the feathers of the goshawk.

The goshawk didn't know how he slept last night, the fur on his body was as messy as a rabbit, and he walked around with a messy hair early in the morning, and ran to show off in front of the black eagle, and was caught and combed by the black eagle who couldn't see it.

It's just that the goshawk is all over the body, and every time the black eagle combs a feather, the next moment he picks up that feather again.

One bows his head and carefully combs, and the other bows his head and carefully messes with it.

The atmosphere was so harmonious.

Musha looked to the left and then to the right.

There was silence as well.

It's all about grooming.

But the atmosphere on both sides ...... It's not the same indeed.

Musa remembered the evaluation he had given himself yesterday when he went to deliver berries.

- Light bulbs.

Now think about it, why do you feel this way?

Musha here is still thinking, and there is already a mess over there.

The black eagle finally found that all his achievements had been messed up, and he was so angry that he pecked at the bird.

The goshawk picked up the berry branches that had been eaten last night, flapped its wings, and found an excuse to escape.

He hurried to the little rabbit's side, raised his head outward, and gestured to Musha.

Aren't you going to pick berries for a walk?

Squatting on top of the snow leopard and going out with the goshawk, the little rabbit wrinkled his little face, still thinking about why he felt this way.

In the morning, the woods are peaceful and quiet, and the birds are bouncing back and forth on the branches in the morning, making a crisp sound.

Their cries were everywhere in the forest, and their timbre was crisp and melodious, and it didn't sound boring.

Fortunately, it's not summer, and the cicadas are much more noisy than that.

The goshawk flew ahead to lead the way, and the snow leopard was not slow, and it didn't take long to reach its destination.

As Musa had thought yesterday, the fruit did not grow under a bush.

You can see it clearly from the perspective of the snow leopard, but if you look up from the ground, you will be obscured by the layers of leaves in the bushes, and if you don't pay attention, you will miss it.

The bright red fruits are crowded together, and just looking at them makes people salivate.

It would be better if there wasn't a little gray head popping out of between.

It was like a prophecy, but when the little gray head popped up, there was a rattle in the bushes, and a series of small heads emerged from the bushes one after another.

The little wolf cub, whose fluff has not yet faded, pokes its head out of the bushes.

I still remember the last time it was the snow leopard that brought back the prey that made them eat a full meal in advance and sleep with a round little belly. After seeing Musa and the snow leopard this time, he immediately jumped up excitedly and circled around the snow leopard's feet.

They are not very afraid of snow leopards, and they still dare to make close contact, but they will not climb up and down like they do to white wolves.

The little wolf cubs circled around them, did not see the expected prey, hung their tails in disappointment, their enthusiasm dissipated, and they ruthlessly trotted away with their little buttocks.

These little guys with no conscience, Musa couldn't cry or laugh.

Take a long-term view, if you don't catch your prey now, you will definitely have it when it's time to eat.

Focusing on the little wolf cubs now, they don't know these big truths, they step on me one by one, I step on you, and fold into a small wolf pile.

In the end, the winning wolf stood on top of his siblings, stretched out his head, and bit off several berries.

Next to them, standing or lying down, there were several wolves.

The wolf cubs are still young, their teeth and claws have not yet grown, and they can't protect themselves in case of danger, and there will definitely be wolves around to take care of them.

Although wolves are carnivores, they often look for berries from the bushes to eat, and just as the berries are ripe here, this time the wolves brought the wolf cubs over.

There are quite a few wolves in this area, and it is estimated that most of the wolves have come over today. If they hadn't come early, the berries would have been eaten by the wolves.

Musa hurriedly ate a few berries.

Fortunately, it came in time, and the early rabbit had berries to eat.

Seeing this, the snow leopard bit down a bunch of berries and put them on the ground for him to eat slowly.

The little rabbit has a small appetite, this bunch of berries is enough for him to eat, and the remaining berries are easy to spoil if they are picked in advance, Musha knows himself, and he consciously does not ask for more, only eats the bunch in front of him.

If only there were no onlookers.

The other little wolves who hadn't eaten the berries gathered around him and watched with greed.

Musha: "......"

He stopped and dropped one of the wolf cubs one by one, leaving him to face the snow leopard.

Don't look at me, I didn't pick the berries, do you see that handsome and mighty snow leopard, he is the cat you should be looking for.

Immediately, the little wolf cubs barked with longing in bright black eyes and in their mouths.

"Whew~"

The snow leopard, which was about to lie down to rest, was silent for a moment, but finally stood up and fulfilled the child's wish like Santa Claus.

The wolf cubs cheered and gathered around the snow leopard.

Musa bit his bunch of berries and quickly fled, finding a wolf-free clearing to taste alone.

After he ate a few, his ears caught a little sound and looked behind him curiously.

There were no other wolves staying in this area, and all the wolf cubs went to the snow leopard, and the surroundings were quiet.

And in a patch of soft grass.

The two wolves leaned close together, their bodies close to each other, and one of the larger ones bit the lip of the wolf next to him with his mouth, and after biting it, he lowered his head and licked the other's cheeks. The other wolf was half-reclining, his eyes narrowing happily and licking back affectionately.

Intimate and glue-like.

Behind the bushes not far from them, Musa's pupils dilated slightly, and he didn't notice the fruit in his mouth, and the red berries rolled along the ground, and only woke up when they stopped beside his paws, and bit down on one of his berries, and slipped away lightly.

I was still recalling the scene I had just seen.

If he remembered correctly, one of the wolves was the wolf king he had seen last time, and the thin she-wolf next to him was the wolf queen.

The wolf king and the wolf queen found a quiet place to make love, and they were legally married, of course, there was no problem.

Merely......

Musha summoned the memories of the Arctic fox and the Arctic rabbit getting along in his memory, and compared it with the picture he had just seen.

It seems, as if, that there is no difference......

A question mark popped up on the rabbit's head.

Is it okay to be trans and interracial?

Chapter 71

The berry juice on his lips exuded a sweet and fruity aroma, and Musa put aside the berry eating for the time being, sorting out the thoughts that had just popped up.

He knew that there were a lot of gay in the animal kingdom, but he didn't think about it at all when he saw the Arctic fox and the Arctic rabbit getting along.

There are far fewer examples of cross-species love in the animal kingdom than between people of the same race, but there are still such cases, otherwise there would be no descendants of liger and tiger lion.

But foxes and rabbits, two species that are subordinate and subordinate in the food chain, can also be together?

Just, that's it, restraining the hunting instinct, Fall in love with you......

Stop, stop, stop.

The little rabbit shook and rubbed the goosebumps that had risen.

After the shock, he was much calmer this time, not at all shocked by yesterday's cave shock.

The animals he knew were all of them intellectual, and Musa guessed that maybe the animals here were more special?

There have been cases of dolphins falling in love with humans, and then committing suicide because they couldn't see the humans they liked.

Intelligently animals are good at thinking, jealous, liking, hating, and cross-species love is not so unique in this premise.

Musa thought back to the Arctic rabbit crouching on the ground like a white ball.

And, Bunnies are really cute.

If it were him, when he met such a rabbit, he would feel pity and couldn't bear to do it.

The little rabbit is short, and it glides through the bushes like liquid, and the snow leopard can be seen in the distance.

The snow leopard's front paws are overlapped, licking its paws carelessly, with a leisurely and elegant temperament in its movements.

There was no herd of wolf cubs around him like Musa had left when he left, except for one wolf cub trying to pounce on his tail from behind.

The little wolf pounced.