Probably because of Em's story, Black and Bai rarely let down their vigilance. Their hearts are full of nostalgia for their father and love for their cubs. They are very grateful to be by each other's side now, beside the warm fire, a family Closed tightly, the cubs had a good and warm sleep.
"—Get up! Get up!" In the dream, someone shouted something, and Blake still wanted to sleep for a while. He thought of his father. When his father was still there, he would wake him up like this every morning. The first to get up is gone, and no one will wake him up again. It's so warm in here, I don't want to wake up...
Wait—warm? !
Black sat up abruptly.
He felt as if he had thrown something, and turning his neck, Black saw Sita's group lying on the ground around him.
A gap was opened in the nest, and through the gap, Black saw the bright sky outside, so he said seriously, "It's getting late, don't sleep late."
Sita rubbed her waist and sat up with a livid face.
"We've woken up a long time ago! You bunch of slackers, you can't wake up by screaming, and you're so heavy that you can't even pull up. We pulled together, and you actually threw us out!"
What did these dead rabbits eat, why can't they move them at all? !
Sita was not surprised, but she was even more upset.
"Yeah?" Meng Jiuzhao poked his head out of Black's arms, tugged at Black's clothes, and signaled that he was hungry.
"Oh my god! What is this? You didn't tell us that you brought cubs!" Sita's attention was completely attracted by Meng Jiuzhao.
In this cruel continent, cubs are undoubtedly rare and precious. The Wash tribe is a young tribe. They live here in the most cruel and cold place on this continent. Here, it is difficult for cubs and old people to survive here. They are all survivors in the group. These survivors Deciding to live together, this became the Wash Tribe.
Thus, the precious cub—Meng Jiuzhao was watched by the Washi tribe:
Black curly hair, big eyes with small tears in their eyes just after waking up, and the three-headed body lying softly on Black's chest...
Sita is fascinated by him.
"It's so cute! Such a cute cub must be a male (囧)!" Before she could reach out her hand, the first person to embarrass Em jumped up from the ground yesterday, and stretched out his paw to Black while shouting , Then, he was immediately beaten back vigilantly by Black.
Meng Jiuzhao stretched out his small hand to wipe away his tears, and then flattened his mouth.
In fact, he doesn't want to be cute, but with his current figure, he probably has this effect in everything he does.
"Come! Come! This is for the cubs! This is jerky made from the meat of my treasured tata beast!" A tiger female rummaged in the corner for a long time, and found a handful of jerky from nowhere come out.
"Ah?! Amy, you actually have food in storage? Didn't you say that there is no dried meat?" Another female called out.
"There is no jerky for you, but there is still some for the cub~"
"Don't eat her jerky! If you want to eat it, eat mine! This is the dried fruit made of the sweetest Ula fruit in autumn, and the baby should eat more fruit!" Another female of the lion tribe is tall and burly. Meng Jiuzhao's physical advantage forced his way in, in order to stuff two short, pitiful dried fruits into Meng Jiuzhao's small hands.
"Go away, you bastards with no common sense! Such a big cub just wants to drink~rice~soup~!" With a roar, Sita's majestic figure appeared at the entrance of the nest, holding a steaming, The cauldron with a diameter of 1 meter pushed away all the opponents in a rampage, and appeared in front of the stunned Black.
"The cub needs to drink rice soup! This is what my mother said! Only by drinking rice soup every day can I grow as strong as I am!" Finally, in order to fight for the right to feed the cub, Sita gave up her insistence and spoke her own words. The most taboo word.
Looking at Sita's figure, Black and Bai glanced at each other, and finally chose Sita's cauldron.