The two guinea fowls weighed less than ten pounds in total. Jasper tried his best to keep Morgan and Luo Rui full, but he was still hungry.
At sunset, Jasper stood on the termite mound and looked into the distance. As far as the eye could see, there was still endless grassland and vast withered grass. There was no prey, nothing.
Morgan and Luo Rui did not chase and fight as usual. They tried to save every ounce of energy. The best way was to lie down quietly, lean against Jasper and enjoy the silence of the evening.
"Dad, do you want to tell a story today?"
Luo Rui likes to act coquettishly with Jasper. The six-month-old cheetah still has the childishness of three months. Rojo often thinks that maybe he is not a competent father. He is always unable to get rid of human thinking patterns. At some point, this will lead him to make fatal mistakes.
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