Wolf's Return to the Wild Chapter 27

A week has passed and the marmot has already finished eating. The dry food I bought from the herdsmen was divided into small portions, and I planned to eat it every day, which could only meet the minimum living needs. Under the pressure of survival, Green's foraging ability gradually increased. He no longer spent too much energy on playing and playing. He spent almost all the time he opened his eyes looking for food, storing food and patrolling the territory. It feels to me like a poor child who has already taken charge of his family. Without three fixed meals, he has to support himself and make ends meet carefully.

I followed Green from a distance every day, trying not to disturb his normal life as a wolf. I record what he hunts every day. Sometimes if he can't find prey for a day or two, he will dig out the food he has stored. If his own food reserves are gone, I will give him the rations I saved. . But after late autumn, food becomes more and more scarce. 

Except for the elusive rats and rabbits, it is difficult to find other things. I am not sure whether there will be no food at all in winter, and this worry becomes more and more serious. Green knows that I have dry food here, but he rarely asks me for it as he did when he was a child, preferring to hone his hunting ability every day. It seems that he also understood that "if you want to be free, you must first be self-reliant." I was impressed by his resilience and tenacity in running for food and enduring hunger. Green became an expert at catching rats and rabbits, and if he was lucky, he could catch a bird or two, but even this was far from enough to survive the winter on these prey. Green often looks at the herds of cattle and sheep in trance, but he is a lone wolf after all, and he does not dare to hunt large animals without the help of a group.

One day, Green spotted a vulture circling low in the sky. Green seemed to associate this bald-headed bird with something. He followed the direction in which the vulture flew, opened his nostrils to capture the smell particles in the air, and seemed to have received some kind of revelation. He quickened his pace and walked around the Wolf Crossing Beach. I was afraid that Green would suffer another loss from the raptors, so I tightened my grip on the chain to keep up... After crossing a hill, a large group of alpine vultures, vultures and other carnivorous birds gathered in the sky. . The big birds landed at the foot of a mountain one after another, their dark wings covered with something big. Green looked at the giant birds, weighed his own strength, showed his wolf fangs, and charged forward with confidence. The raptors suddenly dispersed, and a half-eaten yak carcass on the ground was exposed from under the chaotic wings. Ah ha, Green hit the jackpot! The vultures were unwilling to give in and kept swooping down to drive away the Greene. The crows also jumped up at every opportunity, grabbing the meat scraps and dragging the wolf back with its tail. Green roared and pounced left and right, driving away the remaining big birds, and cracked his mighty wolf teeth. I also waved the chain and stepped forward to shout to help! It wasn't until the big birds fled back into the air that Green pounced on the yak carcass and started gobbling it up. For Green, who had been hungry for two days, this was truly a feast from God. The Air Force was unwilling to conflict with the Army on the ground. Seeing that the delicious meal was occupied by hungry wolves, they had no choice but to stand aside and gradually dispersed. The last two vultures were lingering in the sky. The crows were determined not to give up. They surrounded Green noisily and pecked at some scraps of meat while he was not paying attention.

This yak carcass was enough for Green to feed him for half a month. He understood something called opportunity. He firmly defended his food. During this half-month, Green did not return to my tent. He stayed at the carcass. Next to him, he slept when he was full, and ate when he slept enough. He lived a life of "doing nothing when he was hungry". If there are other animals trying to share his delicious meal, he will roar them away or bite him to death!