What if I was sent to the wolf den?

Breeder Observation Log 6

Breeder A: "The wolf ran away, and the shooting plan fell through. Should we withdraw?"

Breeder B: "I wanted to send the wolf king back to the wolves with my own hands, and then watch him defeat his competitors and return to the altar. Such a good material has just come to nothing, what a pity."

Breeder C: "Aren't we just here to save a wolf king?"

Breeder B: "Why are you so naive? The zoo spent so much manpower and material resources to save a wild wolf king. It's not for publicity. The filming was halfway through, so how can we go back and do business?"

Breeder d: "Let's withdraw."

Breeder ab: "Group leader?"

Breeder D: "It's my negligence, of course it's my responsibility."

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The Miserable Life of a Little Dog 13

After the catastrophe, the rest of my life is found lying under the enemy, should I continue to pretend to be dead?

Fuck, where is the darkness here?Why did I stay in the same room with Brother Wolf instead of dying?Isn't this scarier than death!

Should I run now or hold back?

If you stand still, you will die, so let's run.

Why is Brother Wolf so heavy, I can't move at all!

Move, move, move... Why do I feel that the air has become a little more dignified.

Looking back, when did Brother Wolf open his eyes... why is there still some joy in this fierce eyes?

Is this the thrill of killing in the legend?

Thinking about my still throbbing neck, I closed my eyes and stretched my neck resignedly to my fate, I just hope Brother Wolf can grind his teeth well this time and bite me again, so that I can die happily.

Bite half of it and save it for the next bite, it's too much trouble for the dog.

After waiting for a long time, what fell from the scabbed neck was not cold fangs, but warm breath.

Then, I was horrified to find that I was licked by Brother Wolf.

lick!up!

What is that wet, soft and creamy tongue?

Brother Wolf licked me once, and I trembled, licked and trembled, and after trembling several times, I realized why Brother Wolf couldn't stop?

What kind of bad taste of the wolf family is this...

It wasn't until my entire neck was wet that Brother Wolf narrowed his eyes and barely stopped.

I seriously doubt that brother wolf can't find a clean place to lay his tongue.

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The Miserable Life of a Little Dog 14

I was immersed in the shock of being licked by a wolf, but before I could recover from it, Brother Wolf put me in a corner by the back of my neck.

There squatted a rabbit with a broken leg.

I looked back at Brother Wolf with a proud face, and then at the poor little rabbit.

Equally poor, I walked over and squatted side by side with the rabbit.

Trembling, I wondered why the wolves still have the habit of hoarding live food...

Brother Wolf's proud face changed.

The indistinct Brother Wolf approached us with steady steps, then picked up the rabbit and put it in front of me.

Ok?

What's going on, I don't quite understand.

The rabbit and I looked at each other for a while, and both saw the fear of death in each other's eyes.

Do wolves have to cultivate the relationship between their prey before eating their prey?

Tremblingly, I stuck out my tongue and licked the corner of the rabbit's mouth. Not to mention the red eyes of the little white rabbit were pretty pretty.

Before I could take a lick, Brother Wolf slapped the rabbit far away with a wave of his front paw. He looked fiercely at me who was standing still, and let out a low growl of warning from his throat.

Brother Wolf yelled for a while before he stopped, walked up to the stunned rabbit and bit off his neck!

Ahhh!I might have been scared out of my wits.

I was so frightened that I screamed "Aww" on the spot, as if I would be the next one to have my neck bitten off.

Before I finished yelling, Brother Wolf threw the rabbit with its drooping head back in front of me.

Is this killing rabbits and police dogs? I shut my mouth wisely, and I still want to cry.

Brother Wolf approached me with a gloomy face. I knew I couldn't hide, so I closed my eyes as if I were dead, and lay still on my stomach.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood came from my ears, but I couldn't feel any pain.

Quietly Mimi opened a crack, and a piece of bloody rabbit meat was thrown in front of me.

What?

several meanings.

Brother Wolf took a bite of the rabbit meat near his mouth and looked at me.

I was stunned.

Brother Wolf took another bite and looked at me again.

There is a feeling of déjà vu...

I endured my nausea and bit a piece of rabbit meat, the taste was not as bad as I imagined.

Brother Wolf kept staring at me.

I took several more bites.

Brother Wolf's eyes are no longer fierce, and he is even a little relieved?

I must have read it wrong.

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The Miserable Life of a Little Dog 15

After a few days of "peace" with Brother Wolf, I gradually figured out my situation.

This is the depths of the wolf's lair. Brother Wolf would go out for a while every day and then come back, bringing the prey that had lost the ability to move.

Brother Wolf doesn't seem to want to eat me, at least not for the time being.

Brother Wolf likes to press me to sleep, lick my neck, and let me communicate with its prey, and then kill the prey in front of me to share my share.

I really can't figure out what the point of the process of exchanging emotions is, but Brother Wolf is stubborn and enjoys it.

I often try to escape while Brother Wolf is out, but Brother Wolf always finds me before I go far, and then I go all the way home.

Every time I was caught and brought back, Brother Wolf would look like he wanted to eat my gloom, I lay on the ground and stretched my neck, come on, die early and be reborn early, I am fed up with the days of eating, sleeping and laughing with me.

Brother Wolf squinted his eyes and growled as he approached me. He waved his paw and slapped me lightly aside. I was rolling on the ground.

Rolling around, Brother Wolf seemed to find it very interesting, his fierce eyes gradually narrowed, and he pricked up his ears to tease me.

One second before my hair exploded, he licked my neck, pressed me under him, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Fuck, you're playing with me again!

This day is over!

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The Miserable Life of a Little Dog 16

Longing for freedom, I fled again today.

With the experience of previous failures, I took the old road first, walked for a while to urinate, walked for a while to urinate, and walked for a while before returning to the original road and changing to the opposite road.

In this way, brother wolf will be confused by me and won't find me so quickly.

In fact, I also know that I can't escape, but I don't want to lose face if I get caught so quickly every time. In order to be caught later, I choose a road that runs counter to it.

This road seems to lead to the depths of the forest, rather than a human gathering place.

The more I walked, the more I regretted it. The surroundings were gloomy, and there was no bird singing. Is it too late to turn around now?

As soon as I turned around, I saw a familiar face.

Brother Wolf looked at me from a distance, and I felt a little relieved and a little happy.

I wagged my tail and ran towards Brother Wolf.

I stopped running, that's not Brother Wolf...

The smell is wrong.

The wolf's back was erected, its tail was raised flat, the corners of its mouth were wrinkled, and its fangs were exposed. It looked at me like a dead thing.