In the morning, the warm sun shone on the land.
In the forest at the border of the Wolf Pack’s territory, the Mother Wolf was patrolling the area with fallen leaves.
They were on guard against lynxes that might appear at any time, and they were looking for traces of small animals.
Now, the fast consumption of food made the two wolves need to pay attention to whether there were any small prey that could be brought back to the wolf den.
In itself, the wolf pack did not specifically hunt for creatures like the snow rabbit. Firstly, it was not enough to eat, and secondly, the little thing ran fast.
As a result, there were many snow chickens and snow rabbits within their territory.
As a result, the sound of some creatures moving could be heard from the bushes in front of the two wolves.
“PST.”
Without waiting for the mother Wolf to move, the fallen leaves next to it let out a roar.
“Awoo!”
