Pascal is not a qualified breeder, and similarly, Jela is not a worry-free breeder. All this makes their lives full of discordant episodes. Pascal teased Gera badly and was unexpectedly strict with him in some aspects; Gera was bullied miserably, but secretly he would use clever ways to find his way back - it must be said that the lionesses treated him badly. The attention and lack of trust in Pascal as a breeder really helped him.
"Don't blame him, dear." The lionesses united to help Jela and scolded Pascal before licking Jela's soft fur affectionately: "Although we all know that Master Pascal is taking care of the cub. It sucks, but that's all because he hasn't gotten along with a little lion. He loves you, little baby, otherwise, even if you were a being like us, he wouldn't just adopt someone else's child."
like? Jela shivered all over. Yes, I love it so much that I can't wait to eat it. When they first met, he made a big fool of the Lion King and made him lose face in front of the rabbits. Yes, this was a bad start for them. After that, in order to retaliate against it, the lion king did not choose to bite it to death, but kept it as a reserve food, so that it would be in the anxiety of being eaten anytime and anywhere.
Only in this way can we explain the Lion's recent irritable and abnormal attitude, right? Who would be patient with food reserves? While Jela was thinking wildly, the lionesses spoke again.
"Don't forget that Master Pascal has always lost his temper recently, but in fact it is because - because he is nervous. Lion cubs are too fragile, and the death rate of cubs is extremely high... Master Pascal is just worried about you."
In his mind, he recalled the scene when the Lion King came to see him. Whenever his condition got better, he would nod with satisfaction, and then threaten him with bad words to get better quickly; and when his condition became worse, something happened. When it gets worse, he will be very angry, staring at himself with his menacing eyes all the time, as if he is considering whether to tear God apart with his sharp claws before he goes to see it. 's throat.
To the lionesses, these are all signs that Pascal is worried about himself, but only Jela understands that Pascal is worried that it will die before he has time to teach it a lesson. Jela never thought that he was very important to the lion.
"Hey, little Jera, don't be upset, come on, smile - for the sake of us driving away Master Pascal for you." Sarah, the only lioness with a husband, said: "Oh, we let Lord Pascal is unhappy, and Sheen will definitely be punished by Lord Pascal." As she said that, the lioness showed a sad expression: "But little Jera didn't even give us a smile."
Under the affectionate offensive of the lionesses, Jela quickly surrendered.
It lay on the ground with its belly turned over, letting the lionesses lick its cheeks lovingly or tease it with the tip of its tail. I don’t know if it was out of nature, but as soon as Jela saw the fluffy tail tips of the lionesses dangling in front of him, he couldn’t help but want to go over and grab one.
The lionesses laughed happily as they watched the little lions return without success again and again, showing angry expressions.
Pascal, who had just repaired the male lions in the pride one by one, walked into the cave and watched the lionesses and their cubs having fun. His already ugly face turned even darker.
The moment Pascal came in, Jela quickly turned over and stood up with the fur on her body alert.
The lionesses glanced at Pascal dissatisfied: "Master Pascal, you scared little Jela. You know, cubs are very fragile, you should be gentler."
"Fragile? Oh yes, it looks particularly fragile under your care. I even doubt whether it can grow into a qualified male lion if this continues. Just pamper it!" Pascal's voice He felt a little frustrated.
The little guy has a problem with him as a breeder. He has always known that when facing him, the little guy is always fearful and distant. Pascal originally thought that this was the normal way for a male lion to get along with his cubs—this was how he got along with his father during his cub period.
But he didn't expect that he would be so angry and disappointed when he saw the little guy and the lionesses getting along harmoniously and happily. It loves them and needs their care, and they love it too. It seems that only Pascal himself, as the official adopter, is excluded, pitiful and alone...
Stop it!
Pascal was chilled by the adjectives that suddenly popped into his head. He has never been a cowardly lion who was not taken seriously and needed to have a sense of presence.
However, after this ridiculous idea flashed in his mind, Pascal seriously thought about the reason. Perhaps, getting Jela's closeness and trust - yes, just like Jela and these lionesses in front of him - is what he really wants in his heart.
So, what should he do? Playing with Jela every day like these lionesses? sounds good. So be 'nice' to Jela once in a while? Oh, he always thought that he was always 'nice', except when he was educating Jela.
So, within a few days, a certain male lion, who was said to be playing with his adopted son, but in reality was teasing his adopted son with his tail, was driven out by the lionesses again, and was in trouble.
Well, there is a fatal problem. Our Lord Pascal has never understood the difference between 'playing with others' and 'treating others as toys'.
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When the first snow fell, Jela's injuries were completely healed.
It has been well fed and fed recently, and has a lot more fur on its body, which makes it less afraid of the cold.
Jera looked at the white crystal in front of him curiously. He originally thought that he lived in a tropical area such as the African grasslands, but he didn't expect that there was still winter.
While Jera was recovering from his injuries, many races were busy preparing for the winter when food was scarce. The Garneran Lion Pride, where Jela once belonged, is no exception.
The Pascal pride of lions continued to act as they always did, and did not move too much food into their dens.
In the words of the lions in Pascal's pride: "We are a stylish people and we don't eat carrion."
Not eating carrion means the lions of the Pascal Pride have to hunt whenever they need food. Of course, this is because the lions in Pascal's pride are very confident in their own strength. This kind of leisurely lifestyle is not so popular in the eyes of others.
Ryan once stared at the boundary of the Pascal lion group while patrolling the territory in search of prey, and said gloomily: "When no prey can be found in the territory, you arrogant guys will just wait to die!" "Of course the result was that the lion Remy who happened to be passing by heard him and was beaten up by Fatty.
Closer to home, because winter has just begun, many hunters have stored abundant food before then, greatly reducing the risk of going out. Jela was allowed to roam the Pascal pride's territory, with lioness Claire not far away. Staying in the den is safe, but it makes the cubs lose their wild nature. No matter how much the lionesses pampered Jela, they would not do this.
So the lionesses planned to have one of their sisters take Jela out to see more. If you encounter any small prey, you can let Jela practice. Once something happens, she can stop in front of Jela in the shortest possible time to protect the safety of the little lion.
Claire and Jera gradually moved away from the center of the lair. They did not swagger across the grassland, which would alert their prey. Only a fool would do that.
Now, Claire hunched over and walked carefully in the grass that was half a person's height. Her fleshy pads made her walk silently. Jela followed suit and followed Claire closely. It has always been a good student when it comes to concealment. When the Ghanaian lions hunt, they always follow them quietly like this. Of course, as time passed, the lions of the Ghanaian pride still discovered it, but their prey almost never discovered Jela.
Claire gave Jela an approving look, and Jela could almost imagine her saying in her sickly sweet voice: "Honey, you are so wonderful." The young lioness and Like her sisters, her enthusiasm is overwhelming.
They soon found their target for hunting practice - a nest of rabbits.
I have to say that these are really a group of unlucky guys. They were clearly hidden, but they were still picked out by Claire with her keen senses.
"Jera, listen, pounce on them and bite their throats with your teeth. Believe me, you can do this." Claire whispered to Jera.
The rabbit family, surrounded by two lions, one big and one small, Claire and Jela, were stunned. They had expected to be eaten by predators while foraging, but they never expected that one day they would be blocked by lions. It is also used as a test subject for lion cub hunting practice! Oh, should they be honored
"Why is it that unlucky guy again! I knew that something bad would happen if I encountered it!" I don't know whether he was too flustered or was too stimulated, but Mr. Rabbit was a little confused.
"What are you talking about? Honey, we are trapped by the lions, we are finished!" The mother rabbit reluctantly hid her children in her arms, as if by doing so, the two lions would not see her cubs.
"Look at that lion cub—don't you recognize it yet?" Mr. Rabbit tilted his ears toward Jera.
The mother rabbit looked at Jela in confusion, and then covered her mouth: "Oh, my God, it's it! It's this cub that was abandoned by the Ghanaian lions. He has been trying to catch us with traps! Do you remember, my dear, That day, we escaped its trap, but a mighty lion fell into it..." It turned out that the Rabbit family and Jela were old acquaintances, and their 'indissoluble bond' had long been forged.
"These rabbits are really interesting." Claire looked at the rabbits chatting among themselves in front of the lion, and didn't know whether to call them 'brave' or to say they were too nervous.
"Take advantage of this opportunity, my dear." Claire took this opportunity to educate the little lion: "Remember, never slack off in front of your enemies."
"You're right, but it's a pity that you understand this, but Pascal doesn't." A deep sigh came, and a black leopard walked out gracefully from the dense forest. Its posture made him look uncomfortable. He looks like a big cat, but more like a nobleman.
According to common sense, a lion would never be afraid of a leopard, but Claire instinctively felt the threat from the panther.
If the leopard in front of her hadn't suddenly made a noise, she wouldn't have realized its existence at all; if he had planned to make a sneak attack, it's likely that he would have succeeded by now. Thinking of this, Claire felt an uncontrollable chill all over her body.
A very strange scene appeared in front of many creatures on the grassland: a lion standing on the top of the predator stared at a leopard as if facing an enemy, but the leopard that should have turned around and fled lazily raised its head. He faced the lioness in front of him with a look of disdain, not taking her seriously at all.
A burst of exclamation broke the silent stare between the two.
The soil under Jela's feet suddenly became restless, and a piece of the supposedly flat mud was sunk in the middle, becoming like a swamp. Before Jela had time to react, his little body had already sunk in and got stuck. Jela's waist.
"Oh, no!" Claire rushed over and grabbed Jela in her mouth to prevent it from sinking. Fortunately, this was not a real swamp. Otherwise, instead of saving Jela, she would make the situation worse.
"High-level elemental master... you are the city lord..."
Claire is also an earth elementalist. She tried to let the earth stuck in Jela fall down a little so that Jela could be pulled up. Unfortunately, after Jela sank, the soil became extremely hard. Even if Claire used powers on the soil, she could not shake it at all.
—The only people who can make the power of Claire, an earth elemental master, completely ineffective are earth elemental masters of a higher level than her.
The rabbit family who had narrowly escaped death saw that Claire and the new black panther had no time to care about them, so they walked away carefully close to the ground. If Claire or the new Mr. Black Panther looked back at them now, they would definitely ask in surprise whether they were rabbits or ants.
Although the rabbits left in a very funny manner in order not to alert predators, no one was paying attention to them now, and they were lucky to save their lives.
Jela, who was still buried in the soil, was not as lucky as they were. As if teasing it, the soil surrounding it rose little by little until it covered its slender neck, pressed against its small nose, and then stopped. Black Panther obviously had the ability to bury Jela alive, but he chose a way that made it the most uncomfortable.
Jela desperately tried to raise his head because he couldn't breathe, like a trapped animal - no, it was a trapped animal. Unfortunately, it cannot pose any threat to the existence that imprisons it.
Seeing that there was no way to break Jera's imprisonment, Claire bared her teeth and rushed towards the black panther like lightning. Thorns of earth suddenly sprouted out from around her. The black panther deftly dodged her attack. Facing the rising soil thorns, he just lightly patted the ground with his paws. The soil thorns seemed to be crushed into pieces and scattered into pine trees in mid-air. Soft soil particles.
"Let's see, apart from the advantages of species, how else can you bastards compare to me? Your existence is simply a shame to the Creator." Black Panther stared coldly at the disintegration of his mental power. Claire was lying aside in embarrassment.
"Are you jealous that our beast form is a lion? There is no way, who makes us have the purest Bramandeni blood." Although she knew that provoking the opponent now was not a good idea, Claire just couldn't bear it. He wanted to stab the opponent: "You attacked us to deal with Master Pascal, right? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I'm just a subordinate of Master Pascal. Master Pascal will not fall into your trap because of me." A trap.”
"It's true that you can't do it, but what about this little cub?" Black Panther glanced at Jera with disgust: "I heard that Pascal took in this little cub. One subordinate is not important enough, so add his adopted son. How about it?"
As soon as the words fell, Jela and Claire felt as if they had been given a slap in the face, their vision went dark and they lost consciousness.
At the same time, the lioness leader Varna shook her ears and raised her head seriously from the prey: "I just heard Claire's cry for help! It seems that something happened to Claire and Jela! "